It might be morning, noon, evening or night, You might have just woken up smiling or just had a fight. Maybe you’re looking out the window, hearing the tapping of the rain, maybe you’ve just had a minute of rest from coding or hating your boss again. Maybe you miss your dad, feel kinda sad or are elated at the best first kiss you’ve ever had. No matter which moment you find yourself at, this lovely girl is playing this for you. Good night ☾☀︎♡♫

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Come join us tomorrow! Bring along your weirdness, loveliness, loneliness, questions, tin-foil hats, hugs and sense of humor and we will too! We will also bring all the cups, plates and other bits and pieces to get the grill going. You bring your own food and water. If you wish to, also bring some yummies to share but please don’t worry if you don’t bring anything at all as there is always sufficient food to make all tummies happy and full. See you there! Bianca & Indie & team Chatoshi ~~~ Chatoshi Details: Saturday the 11th April 11:00 am – 3 pm at the Parque del Bicentenario / San Salvador. Location inside the park (Google Maps):

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Chatoshi Meet-up El Salvador 🇳🇮

A freedom and bitcoin flavored in-nature picnic meet-up once every two weeks in Parque Bicentenario, El Salvador. Come and say hello Chatters! ...

People are prepping with rice and beans and guns and things but a smelly Turk definitely knows where to begin.

El Salvador reminds me a lot of Georgia (the country) in how small and thus transformable it was from caterpillar to butterfly and how they both made 180 degree twirls of a whole nation seem effortless. Similar to El Salvador, Georgia also had a dark history of crime, danger and corruption which was transmuted into the light in a quick second via a magic wand in the capable hands of one libertarian visionary, president Mikheil Saakashvili, just like another magic wand did to El Salvador in the courageous hands of Nayib Bukele. I loved this interview between Andrew Henderson of Nomad Capitalist and Saakashvili where he touches upon how they did it. One of my favorite parts is Saakashvili describing how they deep-dived into the antiquated, clunky, chunky government and customs departments and flushed away unnecessary bureaucracy, bureaucrats and charges. They got rid of %70 of government regulations in two months and today if any politician wants to introduce a new regulation, they have to eliminate three existing ones! And just like that, interactions with the government became fast, flowy, efficient, as well as a pleasure. Thus, the government got out of the way of the people and built an environment which was nurturing and safe for both individuals as well as businesses and soon people flocked in with their families, savings, capital, cryptos and business plans in hand. We were two of those people and lived there for over six years. And taxes? That bad boy Georgia went against IMF demands and decreased taxes by %60. In a “How dare you! Do you know who I am?” tantrum, the jilted IMF froze their loan and took back their financial kisses. Eventually, they managed a somewhat amicable break-up (and no one ‘tragically’ died.) The IMF was likely expecting tearful ‘come back to me’ drama by the capricious Georgia… but this did not happen because Georgia had moved on to working out, working on itself, healing its economical traumas and reaching nirvana without the evil IMF guru, the way it really should be done: intuitively, from the inside out. Abundance followed and it continues to boost Georgia’s economy to this day! Now the IMF cites what these rebellious Georgians did to their economy as a story of success. And doesn’t that just give you the sweetest of giggles? Saakashvili is no longer in power and his circumstances are not sunny at the moment. His journey downwards was as mad as his journey upwards! What a crazy life he has had and I am very curious what else fate has in store for him. I’ll be watching as I bet you anything he won’t be retired, sitting in a dacha, sipping his chacha. Men like that have a lot more wrong-think to disrupt the world with. Inspired by all this transformation, I am now working on transforming myself into a fly so that I can perch on the wall and listen to Bukele and Saakashvili talk if they were ever to meet in person one day, and I hope that they do, as I think they would hit it off immediately and become brothers in disruption. Wish me luck with the fly thingy! Watch the interview here to begin and do take a deep-dive later into the Rose Revolution and all the craziness that followed if political thrillers intrigue you! And please share in comments if you find any particularly yummy documentaries on this subject. #ElSalvador #Georgia #Saakashvili #Bukele

My dear friend Jen interviewed me last week about our life here in #ElSalvador ! If you have been wondering how a country can make their diaspora come rushing back or why so many other people from all ages, countries and backgrounds are flooding into this lovely little place on one way tickets, watch her other videos. She covers everything about El Salvador—life, school, health, visas, business, cost of living—everything. Hope you likey!

Love is wonderful—feel it, give it, take it, spread it. I❤️ you. But Binky, I hear you say, you don’t even know me… Well, in this holographic universe, we are all but one pixel of the One Great Picture, so I kind you do because... ...you are me and I am you… Photo of the sunrise on a little island inside Lake Ilopango with my Loverman in my beautiful El Salvador.

Monero fixes this. If Monero doesn’t fixes this, bitcoin fixes this. If bitcoin doesn’t fixes this, sunshine fixes this. If sunshine doesn’t fixes this, love fixes this. In reverse order of importance: Love, health, wealth, privacy. Happy Sunday loves! <3 At La Cajita Kitchen / El Zonte / El Salvador

When I see someone thriving or happy, I piggy back on their joy and ride it like a rodeo cowboy, especially if things aren’t going well for me. My strong recommendation is to give that a try instead of getting triggered and trying to piss all over their parade so they stumble into the darkness right next to you to keep your misery company. Go to where they are instead. Go toward the light. Life is much sweeter that way. ❤️

Heard the sweetest orange pill story recently, all the way from Turkey: Young Turkish guy @nobody wakes up one morning around 2021 with a notification on his phone asking for acceptance of WhatsApp’s new terms and conditions, a permission for nosey noses to be able to access all sorts of things on his phone. It’s early in the morning and this pisses him off. He presses ‘decline’ and is promptly locked out of his WhatsApp. This pisses him off even more, but this time into action, and he starts researching alternatives and educating himself instead of just bitching and complaining. This then leads him to into the world of open-sourced alternatives that actually allow for freedom of communication and privacy by default. Soon, he is on Fediverse and that’s where he stumbles onto Nostr. He innocently gets on #Nostr just to try out some protocols. I’m sure you can guess the rest if you’re a Nostriching bitcoiner, but I’ll continue. :-D At this point he knew a bit about cryptos. Yes, cryptos the things you buy and sell to make money. The number go up thingos. Cryptos like bitcoin. (Keep reading dear maxis, there’s something here for you.) Looking around Nostr as a newbie, he sees all these lunatics raving and celebrating the price plummet of bitcoin. This is a bit non-sensical to him—why would anyone be happy if the price of a crypto falls? Ideally you buy for less, sell for more, then celebrate... They cray-cray? He asks the shiny happy orange people, “Why are you guys celebrating? What do you know that I don’t?” And so it begins—the orange pill delivered bit by bit: The Bitcoin Standard, The Sovereign Individual, “don’t trust, verify,” “bitcoin, not crypto.” His life changes from that point on, very suitably and symbolically, in lightning speed. It’s been a bit over two years. He’s now interning at #Blink , has been helping organize bitcoin conferences and will be making his debut as a speaker in a #bitcoin conference later this year. This kid is only 24 years old! This gives me goosebumps as well as so much hope! The new orange dawn is here, illuminating the new generation. It will be a beautiful new era! Taylan kardeş—you are an absolute star! Thank for sharing your story with me. I’m sure it’ll make everybody smile. Yolun açık olsun! 🙏

The Bitcoin Farmers Market was a bit quiet yesterday BUT to me it was the BEST one EVER for two little reasons. Oh, to melt and, oh, so divinely! The purrs, the cuddles, the soft meows, the silky paws—there’s nothing like that feline high! ♡ They are up for adoption guys—two girls and two boys. Lemme know if anyone wants one or two or four and I will connect you with Charity, the chica who is kindly fostering them. #Meowstr #GN #Nostr

This is a song that I keep going back to, like good girls that keep going back to bad-boy on / off boyfriends in their twenties. From my morning boing-boing session (on the rebounder hehe). #GM #Nostr

One of my morning rebound songs for you before heading to the Bitcoin Farmers Market--one of my fave things to do in El Salvador! ♡ #GM #Nostr

Taken just a few minutes ago in my zen den. There might have been dramatics the firat time this happened but over time, it's turned into me informing hubby we have another hairy legged intruder, him coming to look at it, saying, "Hey little guy!" to spidey, then saying "He found his way in, he'll find his way out," to me. Then we all carry on with our lives. G' night from El Salvador. 😄🌴

Pitter patter of the rainy season in El Salvador = the perfect lullaby. G' night nostr! ⭐️🌴

Yesterday: Woke up as usual and made my way to the kitchen to get some coffee going in our Italian espresso maker as sexy hubby slept on, long blond hair wild on the pillow and closed eyes making him look less like a warrior Viking and more of an angel. After our daily coffee date and our usual dream analysis session, I headed to my herb garden and picked some fresh mint, stevia, dill and parsley as it was GIRL DATE day (YAY) with my chica CK @CK and those would be my “flowers” for her. An hour later we’re in our usual spot. CK looks like the product of a love child between Julia Roberts and Penelope Cruz. Her inside is as beautiful as her outside and I don’t know if time stands still or speeds up when we’re together but it certainly doesn’t feel like the usual tick-tocking it does any other time. Suddenly, it was not morning but late in the afternoon and time to head home before the notorious rush hour traffic of San Salvador swallowed me in an, ‘Oh, look—Turkish kabab flavored car, yum!” kind of way. To the delight of my circadian rhythm, I managed to bake the chicken marinating in the fridge before the sun went down (was delicious) and lay in hubby’s arms as we watched a Dr. Zack Bush interview, me wondering if it is morally wrong to have a bit of a brain-crush on said doctor. So, if you were to ask me, “Binky, did some stranger in another country then come and smash your head with a baseball bat, sending splattery bits of organic matter flying everywhere?” I’d say, “Well, no. I was just going about my day, minding my own business.” Just like Iran.

@jack mallers speech at The Bitcoin Conference. What I heard: “Yah bitcoin but... marriage... buy house... have babies… my girlfriend (giggle)... family… children… want...” PROPOSE already Jack! The world needs cute little Mallersy babies spreading Mallersy ideas and doing Mallersy freedomy things! DO IT! 🏆 He might have said other stuff too. Dunno… check here:

It’s been a heavy month for us in El Salvador. Our little bitcoin community has lost not one but two beloved members. We were in Good Beans cafe recently restocking our coffee supply and also refueling our souls by catching up with Gabe, the proprietor. The conversation turned to the recent losses of Fiona, a yoga teacher with wonderfully grounding energy, who left this realm in a bus accident in Guatemala, and Tim, a very chilled out soul whose mere presence would make you take a nice deep breath and relax, owner of The Standard restaurant and Airbnb in Berlin (the one here), who also crossed over two weeks after her via a heart-attack. I was telling him my thoughts of how tragic it is to lose people for the ones left behind but that perhaps the universe is being kind to the ones that are taken to the other side suddenly, without illness, without suffering… And just at that precise *second* husband pointed out the lyrics of the song that was playing: “Only the good die young,” it sang. Gabe and David (who also works at Good Beans) also said that song hardly ever comes on although they always have the same playlists on repeat. A sweet message and confirmation perhaps that what we deem so tragic for us here is perhaps not the case for them there? Who knows… A few months ago we had bumped into a lovely young girl with a sizable bump in her tummy and had gotten into a convo with her and her hubby. They were in their twenties and were excitedly expecting their first baby. We were delighted as they wanted to have a natural home-birth with a doula and midwife right here in El Salvador. I had wondered how they had gotten on but hadn’t seen them again until recently. There they were with their little baby, her puffy pink cheeks as chubby as marshmallows, draped over her papa’s arm, in the sweetest, most blissful sleep. “All went wonderfully!” they said! After about a day of labor, mama had given birth to their little angel just as nature intended, in their very own living room no less, with their midwife and doula assisting, just as planned! Circles, cycles. Goodbyes but also hellos... Sweet flights dear Tim & Fiona. So happy you made your lives and dreams look exactly the same! So glad that we crossed paths. May karma’s blessings continue to light your way up there.