Fix the Money Fix the World One conditional argument OR two non competing mission statements?

“I am not afraid of a person who knows 10,000 kicks. But I am afraid of a person who only knows one kick but practices it 10,000 times.” They are afraid of us. Ranks and ranks of tired rejects, the highly regarded. The phony tough and the crazy brave. The real ones, the Larpers, the renters, the ghisters, the nyms, the CNBCers, the plebs, and the chads. United on one thing: our incorruptible money. ALL arguments within at topic, are equally a demonstration of a shared agreement under it. Be weird from first principles and unequivocal - or you're gonna start sticking out. GM Fellow strong coffee slurpers...

They launched Shitcoins before they free'd Ross. Fuck these clowns.

GM Brothers. Thus I will honour pious men whose virtue shines so bright (Though none are more amazed than I when I by chance do right), And I will pity foolish men for woe their sins have bred (Though ninety-nine per cent. of mine I brought on my own head). And, Amorite or Eremite, or General Averagee, The NOSTARDS, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

This is being addressed as a business problem in the UK. Await further orders, fellow sovereigns.... Standby, standby....

Shoutout to the 108k Gang you've been waiting weeks for this moment - savor it.

Did something we KNOW is fucked up happen again? Outraged? Need to fix it? You changed - the mongs didnt - what did you expect? GM

As a Brit, a TrumpCoin, being a type of shitcoin is too funny, and we're in a SIM. It's like, FartCoin, but really, and he's POTUS. But real life. While we don't have to suffer from it. SIM.

GM NOSTR, God bless the real ones. --------------- Go as a pilgrim and seek out danger far from the comfort and the well lit avenues of life. Pit your every soul against the unknown and seek stimulation in the comfort of the brave. Experience cold, hunger, heat and thirst and survive to see another challenge and another dawn. Only then will you be at peace with yourself and be able to know and to say; “I look down the farthest side of the mountain, fulfilled and understanding all, and truly content that I LIVED A FULL LIFE AND ONE OF MY OWN CHOICE ------------ “We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go Always a little further; it may be Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow Across that angry or that glimmering sea, White on a throne or guarded in a cave There lies a prophet who can understand Why men were born: but surely we are brave, Who take the Golden Road to Samarkand.”

You have to chop the trees down in a controlled way, use the material to good purposes, and then they dont build up in between human life, and burn everything when a tramp plays with matches. Can someone get this important message from Wales to the MP for California pls.

GM Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. “Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!” he said. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

Yeh its called winter, bish. Resist this demoralising shite. GM Fellow Pilgrims.

Met another ride or die long termer in person recently - @DiceRolls - can confirm legit pleb. We're going to make some beautiful music, brother! STAND AND DELIVER!!

GM. “Then another sign appeared in heaven: an enormous red dragon with seven heads and ten horns and seven crowns on its heads. Its tail swept a third of the stars out of the sky and flung them to the earth.” (R 12:3-4) They don't even hide it.

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire?

Bring me my bow of burning gold, Bring me my arrows of desire, Bring me my spear, O clouds unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire. I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land. GM !