Considering the ethos of life getting cheaper over time on a Bitcoin standard, I chuckle when I see all these FOMO posts encouraging you to get your conference tickets before $ ticket prices go up. Hard to escape those natural incentives.
Thanks for sharing, HOLD. Itâs unfortunate, bitcoinerâs wealth will be resented by the vast majority of the population in the future. Likely even worse than the wealth class of today. Damned if you do (help), damned if you donât (help).
It's no coincidence that the two prominent US bitcoin hubs are both orange. Going head to head tonight! nostr:npub1qny3tkh0acurzla8x3zy4nhrjz5zd8l9sy9jys09umwng00manysew95gx nostr:npub1atn7mlwt08erz4ap47gef92xfey65a4z9ed9vec53u5kc9v94pusl6h4x3 nostr:npub1w69ya7xs697hk3hky3gllryz8rwverfa0ylz89chf9qnhfcskc2s64zltw

Good morning, and relax, nothing is under control.
I have a close friend who has lived in NYC for the past decade. Heâs fortunate to be part of an arts organization that is world-class, and he could only do his job in a handful of places on earth. However, Iâve noticed him harden over the years and cynicism take hold. It wears you down. I donât think Iâve ever heard him express any small joys of being a New Yorker, only complaints and a tragic spiral of mid-curving his existence. Heâll break free eventually, and I look forward to that day.
I grew up 25-30min outside of another big city, Chicago. Kind of had the best of both worlds. Idyllic suburb, good upbringing, excellent schools, sheltered existence. But I was a short train ride into the city where I was able to experience some of the best cultural activities, and partake in them directly (orchestra).
I now live in the middle of a big city, thatâs very diffuse: Phoenix. I get none of the same feelings as being back âhomeâ in Chicago. Maybe some limited cultural activities, but none of the vibe, energy and awe of great infrastructure and social connection.
My next move will almost certainly be to a âsecondary cityâ, which gives you some critical mass, strong identity, and space. This seems much more attractive than the in-between state of suburbia, which lacks the identity part, which I miss.
Sweet girl

đ§Ą Put differently, materials science is analogous to bitcoin - it operates in a way that's tethered to the physical world, with real constraints, and requires lots and lots of trade-offs. Software (broadly speaking) is like fiat - there's not cost to replicating it, and no limit to how it could be expanded in terms of features and bloat.
Materials science evolves incrementally and more slowly than software. But its impact is long lasting and ubiquitous. Also, we canât resist more software features, sensors or pixels.
âFix the money, fix the worldâ is a common refrain of bitcoiners, in the sense that âfixâ is generally considered to mean ârepairâ or âhealâ:
Repair/heal the money, repair/heal the world.
I bet most donât realize this phrase works on multiple levels.
Fix can also mean âstabilizeâ, as in âfixed exchange rateâ.
Stabilize the money, stabilize the world.
Fix can also mean âcorruptâ, as in âthe match was fixedâ.
Corrupt the money, corrupt the world.
How do you see it?
Anyway, thereâs your deep thought of the day. Hope yâall are having a great weekend.
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Met an Uber driver from Togo đčđŹ today. Sad to here the desperation hopelessness of the money system, corruption, poverty and lack of opportunity. Nudged him toward looking at the money system and that there is hope for the future. Suggested he check out #[0]ââs work. We all have a lot of work to do.
The beautiful thing about Moscow time is that it is the mirror image of the doomsday clock. Instead of counting down to midnight, it counts up to a new day.
Instead of fear and pessimism; hope and optimism. Bitcoin is a mirror: it inverts and exposes the systems we live in.

Sentiment check. Got my first bitcoin inquiry for this cycle in the wild at the hair salon today. There's a hunger out there. Be kind and open the eyes of those you care about.

I spent the first twelve years of my career traveling like a maniac. Supporting sales for high-tech scientific instrumentation. Easily >50% on the road, internationally, away from friends and family. Took a big toll on my health. A few years ago I ripped off the bandaid and changed careers to something with almost no travel. I thought I'd eventually miss the travel just a little bit after some time away. Nope. Four years in, I still get palpitations at the thought of going to the airport. I guess it's something you just condition yourself to doing when you're in the thick of it, like an addict. Hard to break free.
Looks like youâre having a blast. Enjoy it!
Regretting not being able to make itâŠ
Relax, nothing is under control.
Good morning.
