I’m a comparatively non-technical guy, so a lot of the tech of nostr was (and still is) intimidating and somewhat mystifying to me. I was consequently slower to use it regularly.
Like I can’t wax poetic about relays (not yet at least).
But the more I use it, the more I figure stuff out, the more I like it, the less I use Twitter.
Sincerely enjoying it more every day. Community is great. Weird in all the best ways.
Imagine being the person who piped up the meeting and said guys we gotta just ban memes. That’s the answer.
Valuable questions to ask every Sunday:
You’ve probably watched hundreds of football games and will probably watch many, many more, but have you ever read Homer even once, anon? What about Dostoyevsky?
Remember to lift intellectual weights.
Gm
Last night I had a dream about #nostr. Is this normal?
Friends, this is the by far the best list of the best films I’ve ever come across. Been using it religiously myself for the last 15 years. It’s updated annually.
If you’re looking to get cinematically educated, particularly beyond America and way beyond Hollywood, this is the resource:
Thank you friend, appreciate that troubleshooting on the name!
Trying this again with a better link (I think).
Experimenting with #habla, thinking of moving off substack and, perhaps, starting to write again in a more bitcoin-native way.
Starting by re-publishing some of my favorite pieces from the past to get the hang of this. (Haven’t figured out how to change my author name yet, but we’ll get there).
Experimenting with #habla, thinking of moving off substack and, perhaps, starting to write again in a more bitcoin-native way.
Starting by re-publishing some of my favorite pieces from the past to get the hang of this. (Haven’t figured out how to change my author name yet, but we’ll get there).
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🧡 Can’t wait to discuss dad life with you, Trey. I really love the idea of growing bitcoin families and staying in touch with one’s bitcoin community as families grow. It’ll be fun chronicling all that. I can confirm that having a little girl is probably the most heart-melting experience one can have. (Although I imagine having a boy is the same).
I turned 35 yesterday. Feel like I should have some profound thoughts or lessons learned. Really don’t, though. Things have radically simplified for me over the years:
Spend as much time with my daughter as possible.
Be a good husband.
Lift weights and stay in shape.
Read lots of books.
Save in #bitcoin.
nostr:npub1hu3hdctm5nkzd8gslnyedfr5ddz3z547jqcl5j88g4fame2jd08qh6h8nh and I love #vinyl
Is there a #vinylstr crowd out there?
#grownostr
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Lightning Store shirts and Flannels this winter.
There is no second best.
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Is this actually happening? Because that would be incredible
I’m all seriousness though, I have a pair of all birds that I actually don’t haven’t complaints with. I hate wearing dress shoes, so when I’m not in court I wear them to work. Think I’m gonna try switching to Atoms though.
Yes, sketchers
I suspect there’s a significant difference between many people’s publicly portrayed #bitcoin journeys and the private journeys they actually experience.
I think the journey is fairly commonly described as either a linear one of increasing knowledge turning into increasing conviction..
Or as a kind of hero’s journey where there’s an initial overconfidence, a subsequent crisis, and a redemptive triumph.
For me, personally, it’s really been neither.
My journey with #bitcoin began almost exactly 6 years ago.
It’s been more like a volatile bell curve meme.
In the very beginning it was I’m a genius, this is the greatest idea ever, I’ve found it, and that’s that.
But the volatile, extended, mid-curve period was sneakily long and almost devious in the ways its emissaries of doubt would creep up on me. Usually at the moments of highest conviction.
I’m honestly not certain if it’s ever over. But I’ve mostly kept to myself for about a year, after I spent the previous years writing, going on podcasts, etc., and I can feel a real calm emerging.
The truth is that if you believe everything you hear on Twitter, if you allow yourself to be thoroughly influenced, thoroughly marooned in the echo chamber, your views will be more fragile than you realize, because they will never sustain a real, existential challenge.
I would also argue another truth is that too much “signal” can end up being no “signal” at all. You end up not guided, but instead scripted.
Like the Buddha, you have to scale the temple walls, you have to get outside your comfort zone, you have to question everything (including your heroes and those telling you to question everything,), and, most importantly, you have to wander a little bit.
Kind of like the Amish Rumspringa, too. (Which is also why I think when nostr:npub1rtlqca8r6auyaw5n5h3l5422dm4sry5dzfee4696fqe8s6qgudks7djtfs jokes about bitcoiners being like the Amish, there’s more than a grain of truth to that)
If you find yourself coming back, it’s a zen feeling.
6 years in, I’m more zen than I’ve ever been and, perhaps surprisingly, at a time when I’ve been saying less than I ever have.
And the journey is not over…
I’ve long considered pre-American idiot Green Day to be almost criminally under-appreciated.
I think about this all the time, too. Controversial to say, I know, but I definitely think we’ve made accountability on the obesity and general health front a taboo idea and have culturally defaulted to pretty much every explanation other than personal accountability. Of course, as you say, definitely some exceptions. But this problem is too ubiquitous to be credibly explained by the exceptions.