I have a dream,

that humanity has, for the first time in its history, entered into a covenant

not built on violence, not on deception, and not on inflation—

but on truth, on mathematics, on unbreakable scarcity.

I have a dream,

that fathers and mothers can pass on to their children a form of money

that cannot be debased by corrupt hands of the state,

but preserved in its purity by time itself.

I have a dream,

that Bitcoin is the first collective monetary covenant—

a covenant that needs no signature,

for participation itself is the seal,

and every validation across the network renews the promise:

No one can cheat you.

I have a dream,

that generations yet unborn

will be able to trade and to build in freedom,

because today we shoulder the responsibility

to break the chains of debt, manipulation, and unsound money.

I have a dream,

that workers will no longer see the fruits of their labor

stolen into the hands of the few,

but that the energy of their toil

shall be preserved across time in satoshis—

incorruptible, indestructible, indivisible.

I have a dream,

that Bitcoin is not merely a protocol,

but a beacon,

a witness to the fact

that humanity is capable of giving itself fair rules—

and keeping those rules alive

without rulers, without weapons, without coercion.

I have a dream,

that one day children will ask:

“Why did you endure unjust money for so long?”

And that we may answer with pride:

“Because we discovered Bitcoin—

and we left you a world

where your tomorrow is not burdened

by the mistakes of yesterday.”