Back in fiat clown land…
Sundays were for forecast calls
with bosses who pretended to care and dashboards that pretended to matter to be prepared for the week.
Pipeline reviews. Quarter-end panic…
“Any risk to the number?”
Me: “Yes, Karen, the whole system is the risk 😂”
Few years later. Since I adopted the bitcoin standard.
I still do forecast meetings.
I do them when I want.
Just finished another review.
They look different now.
It’s just me and all the versions of me that broke out of the cage:
Monk-me (breathe, stack, love)
Killer instinct-me (PoW or nothing)
Miner-me (burn watts → mine freedom)
Father-me (legacy comes first)
Farmer-me (touch nature)
Rebel-me (I do not obey, GFY)
And the forecast…
Always the same 2 charts.
And I discuss with my-selves.
How to…
Stack hard. Self-custody.
Mine more.
Ignore fiat noise.
Build sovereignty.
Protect energy.
Play long-term.
Smile because you actually live now.
The corporate me forecasted KPIs…
The free me forecasts block heights & time units.
Hashrate going parabolic.
Difficulty laughing at non-believers.
Block rewards melting like fiat illusions.
No boss. No “QBR.” No fake.
Just PoW & peace of mind.
Think.
Do the math.
Escape the simulation.
And for the love of your future self enjoy the fucking ride ⚡️🧡💪🏼
Timestamp of freedom 922009
