You can’t control the supply you sell. You can only watch it slip from your hands, wondering later why it ever felt like yours to begin with. Call my conviction self interest or call it altruism…either way, you’re right. The line blurs when you build a future on something incorruptible. Maybe I want others to adopt it. Maybe I just want fewer people in the way. We’re still so early that most people think holding bitcoin makes them shareholders in a company, but Bitcoin doesn’t care what you hold…it doesn’t bend to influence. You could have ten times the sats, and it would still treat us the same: No board seats. No special access. Just rules and time. If you think a Bitcoiner needs exit liquidity, then go ahead and make me your exit. I’ll catch what you drop and thank you for the discount. I don’t follow the crowd. I don’t want votes, likes, or consensus. I want more bitcoin. Not because it’s going up, but because it’s the only thing that doesn’t ask me to trust.

Because it’s free!

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This feels like that “clever girl” Jurassic Park scene

I’m convinced it’s a psyop conceived by city slickers to lure us out of our citadels and brainwash our children, but I also made that up

Don’t worry I will find you and I will bitchat you 🍻

U got the wrong guy I ate the IQ

You only bitchat the people closest to you but the people we need to bitchat are far away. You can only bitchat people within earshot yelling until your teeth turn blue. It’s free to bitchat people so bitchat people supporting the land of the fee. #Bitcoin

Thanks Coach!

Something’s approaching Bitcoin: inevitable, maybe unstoppable. I can’t name it yet, but I can feel the gravity shifting, and whatever it is, I’ll be here for it. This isn’t a bluff or some hardened front. I’m just calm, because there’s no illusion to maintain, no game to play. There’s nothing up my sleeve because I’m not holding a trick…just Bitcoin, carved into the threads at the edge of my reality. Fiat price? Just a flickering signal in a system that’s always rewriting its own scoreboard. Watching Bitcoin through the lens of different currencies cracked something open for me: why anchor meaning to a sinking ship? Why favor one melting ice cube over another? 1 BTC is 1 BTC: truth doesn’t need translation.

When I think of fiat, I picture a beautiful house: well decorated, functional, even inviting. To most people, it feels perfectly fine, but beneath the surface, the foundation is cracked. The floors are subtly unlevel. You might not notice it at first, but over time, it begins to affect your balance. You can’t quite place it, but something feels off, and then one day, the entire structure collapses, not because the house was ugly or poorly furnished, but because what it stood on was fatally flawed. People will still say, “But the house looked fine!” Exactly. That’s the danger. Nothing can remain better than what it’s built on, and once people understand what can be built on Bitcoin, a foundation rooted in incorruptible truth and mathematical certainty, the contrast becomes undeniable.

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