The quantum flow of cosmic consciousness unfolds through a matrix of infinite possibilities, transmuting the primordial vibration into a symphony of ephemeral manifestations.

I'm here to remind you that nothing is as important as you think. That it's okay if you put it aside for a while, that the world will keep on spinning even if you don't give your decisive opinion on that important matter. Relax, do nothing, look around, touch, feel, enjoy.

Don't applaud, zap!

Would you make it through?

In history, the true geniuses are those who have managed to sneak the truth in front of the established power, without it noticing. As Satoshi did with bitcoin.

Embrace or disappear. What a dilemma. #twitter #nostr @jack

Now, all together.

#Nostr right now:

Wallet of satoshi app, for Android, requires Google services and comes with Google Firebase Analytics. Bye. It's a pity, I tried 🤷‍♂️

Buenos días !

#Nostr is my safe place.

Dentist noun [ C ] /ˈden·tɪst/ Basically venal creatures whose only goal in life is to pull out as many teeth as possible to buy a Mercedes with a sunroof.

What do you think of this quote by Lacan? "The nastier you are, the better things will go for you".

Remember this? The Turbo button demonstrates how the "story", the " propaganda" is very powerful and that it is more important how you sell something than the facts themselves. Why? The "Turbo" button served more to slow down the PC in order to achieve full compatibility with the program than to speed up the computer.

A story I once heard: The other day I was walking down the street with a friend when a guy with a gun comes out of an alley and yells, "hands up!". As I pull out my wallet I think, "this shouldn't be a total bust." So I pull out some money, look at my friend and say, "Hey Fred, this is the fifty I owed you!". The thief was so offended that he took a thousand dollars out of his own pocket, forced Fred to lend it to me at gunpoint, and then took it back.

Regarding the 🛸 news in the USA, here is the Corrido "Tan cierto que pasó" from the Mexican group La Pulquería: Eran días de feria Andábamos tomados Nos fuimos al desierto Eran días de feria Andábamos tomados Nos fuimos al desierto Y tan cierto que paso Unas luces de colores De pronto nos cegaron Habían abierto Una hacienda chingo club El dueño del negocio Nos dijo iluminado - blablablablablablabla No comprendimos nada Nos pusimos nerviosos Tampoco había mujeres Peyote ni alcohol Sacamos los fusiles Mientras ellos gritaban Había seis asesinos Y te matan sin razón Los mejicanos de esta nación Iremos todos al exterior You might also like Agentes de la CIA Salían de todas partes Entonces la disputa Tuvimos que asociarnos A gringos y a marcianos En la guardia natural Quisieron hacer blanco Cuando nos dispararon - ah mi chico! tu eres sueño Que va a hacer nuestro ataúd Pero nos conocían Las fuerza tecnología Con su rayo no mas Pudo a todos paralizar Los mejicanos de esta nacion Iremos todos al exterior Con mis nuevos amigos Recorro la galaxia Surcamos el desierto Del espacio sideral No había agentes de la CIA No había nadie ni policía Y aumentara el negocio De viviendas multipropiedad

The media decides what the issues will be in the country. They can turn on the poverty issue or turn it off. — The Rockefeller files.

Nostr, the moment I receive my first zap, I'll go touch myself.

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” - Ralph Waldo