Contrary to popular ignorance, #Bitcoin isn’t the go-to currency for organized crime. If it isn’t dollars, it’s usually stablecoins: faster, cheaper, and easier to launder. In fact, criminals are 3x more likely to use stablecoins than Bitcoin, though most still prefer traditional non-crypto methods. Bitcoin never promised me anything except that it would never shut down…even if my government does. I’m not worried about collapse; I’m only watching liquidity. Onchain scrutiny makes it nearly impossible to use Bitcoin illicitly today, and that scrutiny will only intensify. Parking a billion dollars’ worth of Bitcoin in one spot isn’t bold; it’s bad opsec. And honestly, I couldn’t steal that much Bitcoin and still sleep at night. That takes a different kind of talent (or lack of conscience). If such hoards were ever dumped, it’d mean cheap sats for everyone: a dream that might already be behind us. As Bitcoin climbs, so do the incentives to take it. One can only hope that being a pleb never becomes a crime.

#Bitcoin isn’t my trade, it’s my exit. No target, no sell point, just more sats.

All eyes on Bitcoin, and the path ahead is already plain to see.

Why does Bitcoin feel like more than just an asset? The deeper you go, the more you find yourself searching for new ways to stack. I’m not chasing it out of need; I want minimum headaches, maximum utility. I’m simply interested in the experience.

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The one thing that won’t ever change about me is my drive for constant self improvement, and stacking more sats. I don’t trust anyone else to stack or hold them for me, because if they felt what I feel, the temptation for more might be too strong. Bitcoin isn’t a safe haven until it becomes one; you’ve got to build your own tolerance first.

Since I started stacking, Bitcoin’s held a 32.15% CAGR… since the last halving, it’s been closer to 45.97% CAGR. Volatility’s fading, price grinds higher with less variance, and sentiment feels half asleep. Everyone keeps whispering “diminishing returns.” To me it feels more like the quiet before the storm, and that’s when faces melt.

Bitcoin used to feel like a small town; bigger than me, but with edges you could still find. Now it stretches further than the eye can see, a place where it’s easy to get lost and forget the bigger picture.

Is blackrock’s new covered call/income ETF bullish or bearish for Bitcoin price action? Will it outperform STRK? What do you think Donald Trump’s crypto capital of the world will look like? SBR still full of moths and dust? Should my stacking be phased? It’s not; I’d rather go harder than stop.

In a brilliant twist of fate, while working out of town my podcast app decided to quit loading new episodes. No more fresh feeds, no more instant hits of new content. I’ve actually just wrapped up yesterday’s news, and for the first time it’s been easy to tally my listening: 22 hours in the past two days. It’s dawning on me how dependent I’ve become on that steady drip of brand new podcasts. My routine has been simple: finish one, refresh, and hit play on whatever pops up next, whether it sounds interesting or not. Maybe this little disruption is teaching me something about chasing order without reason and embracing eclectic content. Still, after 48 hours of stale feeds and fading dopamine, it’s starting to feel like a problem. Am I the only one who goes through this? Can anyone relate? And if so, what would you suggest?

Bitcoin’s issuance is predictable, buying is sticky, and unwinds are chaotic. All of it makes you appreciate the rare peace and quiet, or the steady stream of thought that’s yours alone, whether it comes smooth or comes heavy. There are no bear or bull markets, only the rise toward the heavens and the return back to earth, the vibration climbing to your higher self and the grounding that reminds you who you are, right here, right now, and why that matters. Can you shrink the big or magnify the small? Sometimes the world only makes sense when you flip it on its head and balance on your hands. Can you take it all in one breath or sip by sip, and still stand tall in the face of what you fear most? I didn’t always believe in myself, but believing in yourself is a choice not a trait. I believe in you, we people are full of surprises.

Today I finally got to meet my ₿est ₿itcoin ₿uddy of over 2 years. He’s always been anon; I never knew who he was, only that he was the homie I could talk to about anything: Bitcoin, guns, or even personal struggles. We’d chat almost daily, sometimes not, but always real. When we met, I gave him multiple handshakes and even a hug. It felt like the stuff dreams are made of. I’ve never had that online buddy turned real-life brother moment people talk about from gaming, but now I do, and it’s one I’ll never forget. Even better, it happened at a gun show that’s pure nostalgia for me: the same place my uncle and grandfather used to take me to as a kid. After linking up, we walked the floor, checking out guns, talking, just soaking it all in. Words don’t really do it justice, but it felt wholesome, meaningful, and honestly… canon. This is why I Bitcoin. I’d bet every one of you is an individual worth knowing, and it’s an honor anytime I get to meet someone from this world in the wild. There are billionaires out there with emptier hearts not as full as mine. I wouldn’t trade my stack, family, friends, or life for anything else. This, right here, is priceless. This is the way I’m supposed to be living. More days like this, and I’ll be the richest man alive. Maybe not in fiat, but in love, loyalty, and the people I get to call my friends and family.

Bitcoin doesn’t need to disrupt other assets; it just shines so bright that others fade. It’s the final store of value, the terminal design. Everything beyond SoV only accelerates NGU.

No quantum computer today, or in the next decade, comes close to breaking Bitcoin. By the time a real threat emerges, Bitcoin will have already upgraded. Bookmark this and dunk on me later if I’m wrong. Rushing into unproven fixes isn’t Bitcoin’s way, nor should it be. The best move is to buy time until a quantum resistant signature scheme is battle tested and obvious. It’s AI, quantum, and Bitcoin…not crypto. Mix AI or quantum with crypto and you get a casino of bad incentives. Mix them with Bitcoin and you get the strongest foundation of value and sentiment.

Chasing feelings is a quick way to lose yourself, but one I’ve never regretted is this: I’m right where I’m supposed to be on my journey. Not where I thought I’d be 5 years ago, but exactly who I am and where I am today. Plans matter, growth matters, but expectations often mislead. If you reach a “finish line” and it isn’t what you hoped, draw a new one. You’re still alive, still moving, and the right place will feel right when you’re in it, and wrong when you’re not. That’s the feeling I carry. And if you’re reading this, I’m sending the same energy your way. For me it came through Bitcoin, hard work, a smile, and passion. For you it may come differently (I still recommend all of the above), but it will come. Everything happens for a reason, and if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.

Bitcoin’s adoption is self reinforcing: every new user increases its utility for the next. We may have passed the era of earnest evangelism; when persuasion fails people get creative. Whether it’s subtle nudges or absurd extremes, adoption is accelerating by any means necessary.

How many bitcoin held by exchanges are actually for sale? All I’ve ever seen is ~2 million and all I’ve ever smelled is fish.

Bitcoin has become so real for me that I sometimes forget; there are still people out there who haven’t even had a taste. It’s like coffee or beer: an acquired taste, but once it’s acquired, nothing else compares. But don’t forget: consumption cuts both ways. These tastes get their hooks in us too. Bitcoin is different, less parasitic, but still transformative. Everyone goes through their own metamorphosis. Shedding fiat layers becomes addictive, but don’t shed so much that you lose the qualities that led you here in the first place. Bitcoin isn’t about becoming someone new; it’s about becoming a truer version of yourself. A new hope, not a new mask. Overcorrect, and you risk falling back into the same groupthink you thought you escaped. Adopt it or don’t. I’m too busy uncovering who I really am, or better put: through the privilege of Bitcoin and the stubbornness of conviction; too busy shaping who I want to be to worry about whether you’re ready to buy, much less understand.

Bear markets aren’t born from people being bearish and selling; they’re born from people being too bullish, overleveraging, and becoming forced sellers of more than they ever bought in. Stay convicted, but beware the trap of leverage, my friends.

I don’t need rate cuts to get more bullish on Bitcoin. Some do, and their demand will move the market more than mine, but my conviction stays the same regardless. If your financial future hinges on parsing a man’s words, tone, and demeanor just to decide where to park your money, that’s reason enough to opt out. I’ll keep taking profits into Bitcoin.