The reason I keep harping on having children is because it’s similar to the epiphany of Bitcoin.

There are people out there who benefit from you being weak, atomized, and alone.

They’ve sold you a vision of freedom that actually serves them, not you.

The truth? Your life will be more vast, more meaningful, more fulfilling, and more joyful with a family.

You’ve been taught to believe the opposite, not because it’s true, but because it makes you easier to control, easier to extract from, and easier to discard.

This isn’t me judging you.

I believed the same lies.

I was seduced by the cheap, shallow narrative of personal meaning and individual passion, and I was miserable.

I didn’t find peace or purpose until I submitted to being responsible for others.

That’s where the meaning is. That’s where the beauty is. That’s where real life begins.

Trying to find your purpose in art, travel, or endless self-optimization is Malthusian psych warfare. Population control by spiritual demoralization.

It was never designed to make you whole.

It was designed to make you disappear.