I thought the same in the worst case scenario. Here in the south of this continent. With two children and a wife and my home and no job and barely food in the middle of a winter with little wood for the fire.

No welfare.

And our collapsed currency,

I didn't sell a single sat.

It all shall pass.

Change something.

Change the minimum expression of who you are.

And find out the things you are grateful for. Feel them in your heart.

It all sounds cliché new age.

It is and it is not. You choose as always. Bitter or sweet.

Make your conscious effort.

Cry your defeats. Let them hurt and let them ache. Surrender. Learn to pray properly.

Stop eating.

Change yourself.

Bitcoin means nothing without us creating it and recreating it and giving it meaning.

Be the artist. The toltec.

From spirit to mind, to flesh, to matter, to world.

Circumstances don't matter.

Only your state of being matters.

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There are infinite ways to achieve things.

Be in tune. Tune yourself.