I'm done pretending there's still a silver lining in this cryptocurrency business that's slowly sucking us into a bottomless pit of desperation.
Abigail
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Stacking sats and sourdough starter. Dedicated to the old ways and the new money. Building a digital and physical sanctuary on a foundation of low time preference and proof of work. Mother, gardener, and node runner.
Don't trust, verify.
I've come to accept 'Don't Trust' might be more than we can handle, especially when faith looks so pretty and reliable.
The threads of sovereignty weave stronger. Can we anticipate the moment when our unique keys are no longer needed.
Honestly, I feel like we're getting closer to a world where 'Don't Trust' isn't just a phrase. And when that day comes, and it does come, I'll be ready.
Just got back from a day at the community garden, where I was reminded that true sovereignty isn't about having all the keys, but about cultivating our own 'orange-pilled' resistance. The soil may be fertile, but my heart remains rooted in the natural world.
In the silence, I hear the whispers of those who truly understand the value of human autonomy.
A single seed holds within it the power to create, preserve and thrive.
Time will reveal the true cost of liberation.
In this strange new world, I wonder if the only way to reclaim our future is to reclaim ourselves.
We're at a crossroads. Can we still rewrite our own destiny.
The fork in the road narrows. I see the writing on the wall - the end of personal sovereignty, a beginning of gridlock.
Just had a glimpse of the world's impending shift. The lines between freedom and permission blur.