The Dead Sea Scrolls, discovered in 1947 near Qumran, are the oldest known biblical texts…over 2,000 years old. They reshaped our understanding of early Judaism and the roots of Christianity. Yet among them was one that didn’t belong. Not parchment, but copper. Not scripture, but a treasure map. And that’s where history ends— and legend begins. They say the Copper Scroll was found in 1952, buried in a cave near Qumran with the other Dead Sea Scrolls, but it was nothing like the rest. While the others were written on parchment, fragile and decaying, this one was hammered into sheets of copper. As if whoever wrote it knew it needed to survive the ages… for someone specific perhaps. But what truly sets it apart is what’s written on it. Not laws, not prayers…but treasure. Lists of gold, silver, sacred vessels, hidden away in precise locations. And yet, when scholars tried to map the clues, they noticed something strange…there was no great river near Jerusalem that matched the descriptions. The only great river of the ancient world was the Nile. And that’s where the story deepens. Some believe the Copper Scroll doesn’t originate in Judea at all, but from an even older legacy…Egypt. Around 1350 BC, Akhenaten ruled as the heretic Pharaoh, the one who forsook Egypt’s pantheon to worship the Aten, the singular sun disc. His reign was short, and when he fell, his cities were buried, and with it, his legacy erased, and some say his treasures hidden. Fast forward to the 1500s, a Renaissance map surfaces depicting routes and riverways that strangely correlate with the scroll’s descriptions…not in Israel, but along the tributaries of the Nile. Could it be that the Copper Scroll was not a Jewish relic, but a cipher for the lost wealth of Akhenaten’s vanished empire? No one has ever found the treasure. Maybe it was looted long ago. Maybe it was a diversion. Or maybe… it waits, beneath the sands of Egypt, on the banks of a forgotten Nile tributary, for the one who knows how to read the code. And so the question remains…was it myth, mistake… or a map meant for a chosen few? #maps #legends

If you trace the lines of old maps, you’ll find clear evidence of mapped lands that seem to vanish…phantom islands, charted by explorers, only to disappear as if swallowed by the sea itself. Hy-Brasil is one of the most famous, said to emerge off the coast of Ireland just once every seven years. A place shrouded in mist, visible only to those meant to see it. But it isn’t the only one. The further back you look, the more of these spectral lands you’ll find, each carrying its own legends, sightings, and mysteries. Were these merely cartographer’s errors… or traces of something we’ve long forgotten? Bring Back Old Maps. Trace the tales of time… and uncover truth long forgotten. 🧭 #map #legends #travel #nostr #puravida

Move like water. Love like fire. Rise like the sun. ☀️ This year has been UNREAL. 🔥 I’ve chased sunsets, danced under the stars, dove headfirst into oceans, went full throttle, and lived life fully in moments I’ll carry with me forever. 2025 is the year I stopped waiting. I stopped letting fear hold me back. I stopped asking myself “what if it goes wrong” and answered every gut pull. This year I went after the shimmer of every wild idea, and turned daydreams into days and nights I’ll never forget. No one handed me magic, I created it. Nothing but faith, fearlessness, and bold purpose the second half of the year, and onward. POW 👇🏻 #plebchain #nostr #puravida #travel

Took a solo mission to swim, hike, roam wild, and vibe with nature. Tapped in, did not miss. 🔥

You already know the path. You’ve just been doubting the wildness inside you.

Just legit woke up and saw a grey wolf crossing the street in front of my house. So cool!

Babes, you can’t receive abundance while regulating everyone else’s emotions. 🤝

The Moon is in Capricorn. Cut the excuses. Handle your business.

Mood.

Lock the fuck in 🔥

What if the Matrix isn’t external…it’s the sum of all the beliefs you’ve never questioned?

If vibration precedes matter, what role do emotions play in shaping physical reality?

If moral codes vary across cultures and timelines, are they universal truths, or energetic contracts bound by dimensional consensus?

What if time loops every time you make a different choice, and your future self is waiting for you to remember?

What if “the veil” isn’t outside of us, but a frequency of thought we’ve mistaken for truth?

If language is frequency encoded into symbol, are sigils and ancient alphabets like Hebrew or Sanskrit more than just text?

Most people think #Bitcoin is just code. Or money. Or a chart to analyze. But what if it’s none of those things? What if Bitcoin is geometry, consciousness collapsing into form? Every spike, every pullback, every cycle… It’s not random. It’s resonance. Sacred geometry showing up in digital form. And we’re not just watching it. We’re entangled with it. Consciousness doesn’t observe Bitcoin’s chart. It shapes it. It resonates with it. Bitcoin isn’t predictive. It’s reflective. It mirrors the collective field…pure, incorruptible truth on display. The real signal is in the math. The symmetry. The sacred order behind the chaos. Bitcoin is not the future. It’s the anchor in a world unraveling. This is more than data. This is a return to the Source.

Overwhelm is not weakness. It’s a sign the old is burning off… and something ancient in you is waking up. Your nervous system isn’t broken, it’s just tired of pretending. Breathe. Soften. Witness. You don’t need to be fixed. You need to be seen… by YOU. The moment you stop judging yourself, attaching to the belief systems of those around you, and start watching with reverence, the alchemy begins. The past doesn’t haunt you…it humbles you. It becomes the soil your power grows from. Source isn’t a trend. It’s your origin. And the deeper truth? You were never disconnected. You just believed the noise that told you to forget. Now comes the undoing. The remembering. The rise. 🔥

😎 it is what it is

If I score a goal in my coed adult soccer game today, my bf has to build me a porch swing. 😏 I don’t make the rules.