My recurring dream is the moment i take off flying higher and higher above the house I grew up in. At some point I start to fall and wake up.

Overseeing the lot is always beautiful, even after I woke up. Because I always see something new that can be built…

Love how our brains are capable of imagining things whereafter we physically make it happen… My fathers dream was to build a self sufficient homestead in the Netherlands. This is an almost impossible challenge here. But I believe we might succeed through bitcoin before his last day on this planet.

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