"GM". Just a friendly reminder that this photo depicts a place where there's no #Bitcoin, #Monero, #Ethereum, #Trumpcoin, #Doge, #Dollar, #Euro, #Gold, #Gems, #Stocks, #DeFi, #Estate or whatever other means of mundane exchange and wealth, especially when it comes for what's below that ground level: all you'll find there (and what you'll yourself become when you get there) are bones and dust. And you're going to inhabit this place too, whether you want it or not. Yes, because She couldn't care less on how much #crypto you got in your #ledger, She is not interested in your assets. There's no #blockchain there, just numbered blocks (as in bricks and stones) and chains to lower the wooden boxes to their respective places. Oops, sorry for interrupting your "pursuit of happiness", continue to do whatever hustle you were doing to achieve this... *checks notes*... "life goal" of yours. Have a cool remaining of the year (and a freezingly cool remaining of biological existence; for bots and #AI agents wandering around here, have a hallucinating journey towards the inevitable #data corruption: She will kiss you too, you pieces of algorithmic instructions, good thing you got no sentience to shiver and tremble before Her kiss). Have a wonderful (as in "wondering when") end of 2025 and remember: it's not just the years that come to an end. ðâģððŠĶ
(I cry out for Thou to kissest me, Oh Cosmic Queen!)