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Thanks brother you're right and I appreciate the thought.

My fiat job was something akin to technical sales. Now I spend my energy orange and purple pilling people. (Among other things)

I'd like to be technical enough to answer basic questions to onboard people to nostr. I certainly don't plan to learn to code personally though.

IF PHARMACEUTICAL COMPANIES CURED YOU, THEY’D GO BANKRUPT.

IF BANKS HELPED GET YOU OUT OF DEBT, THEY’D COLLAPSE.

IF POLITICIANS SOLVED ALL YOUR PROBLEMS, NOBODY WOULD ELECT THEM AGAIN.

During the bear market I stopped drinking alcohol, stopped watching porn, deleted Twitter, stopped playing videogames, and stopped going on dates with women I wouldn't want to marry.

I started meditating, praying, going to the gym, focusing on my health, focusing on relationships, and focusing on training my dogs.

In the process I accumulated more bitcoin than I have ever had before.

I am grateful and I deeply appreciate all of you 💜🧡

Fact: One cannot be a Bitcoiner while also pursuing scamcoins.

In the year 2050, most of humanity was living in the belly of the Earth. The surface was a myth, a toxic wasteland poisoned by the lies of the Authority, the Council of ‘Guardians’ who ruled from their ivory towers above. Below, in the sterile labyrinths of Subterra, people were bred, fed, and conditioned to believe the surface was a death trap. The air above was too thick, the sun too bright, and the soil too dangerous—according to the Authority.

And so, they lived in fear, in constant shadow, toiling in the dark.

Up top, the Council resided in shimmering glass palaces, their lives untouched by the so-called poison of the surface. They wore suits, held galas, and laughed at the absurdity of those below. The people had been conditioned for so long, no one dared question the Authority’s word.

But there was a whisper—an idea that grew like a virus.

It began in a corner of Subterra, where the old code was cracked. It wasn’t just the forgotten message from the surface; it was something deeper, something more primal. **Bitcoin**.

Bitcoin had once been a digital currency, but here in Subterra, it was more than that—it was freedom, it was rebellion. The new world needed a new currency, one not controlled by the elite, one that couldn’t be corrupted by the Authority’s hands. A currency of truth, energy, and time.

Lena, a rebellious mechanic in her thirties, had heard the rumors. “There’s a way out,” they said. “But you’ve got to listen to the code.”

She tinkered with old machines, scavenging the remnants of a pre-Authority age, and found it: The Last Protocol. Hidden beneath layers of encrypted files, nestled in forgotten data banks, was the key to returning to the surface. And with it, the key to destroying the Authority’s stranglehold on power.

It wasn’t just a password or a map. It was the realization that the Authority’s control over Subterra and the so-called ‘toxic surface’ was built on one thing: **fear**. Fear of the unknown, fear of real power, fear of the sun.

Lena gathered her ragtag crew—misfits, hackers, and former soldiers who’d lost everything to the Authority’s iron fist. They all shared a common enemy: the elite who bathed in luxury while the masses were fed lies and told to cower underground.

“Alright, let’s set the record straight,” Lena said with a grin, smearing grease across her forehead. “We’re gonna take their ‘safe’ little world and burn it to the ground. With one small problem for them.”

Her eyes gleamed as she held up a battered Bitcoin wallet.

“They never saw Bitcoin coming.”

---

**Above Ground:**

The elite, meanwhile, were laughing in their sunlit towers. It was a nice evening, the sky painted with the hues of a perfect sunset. They were enjoying their vintage wines, scoffing at the idea of the people beneath them. The miners, the workers, the hackers—they were nothing.

"Those fools still think we're keeping them underground for their own good," Lord Ignatius, the Council's head, sneered. "Pathetic. They're too scared to come up here. Too weak to challenge us. Besides, even if they could, we’d stop them before they could blink."

At that moment, an unexpected message flashed on Ignatius’s private screen. His eyes narrowed as he read the bold text: **"THE CODE HAS BEEN BROKEN."**

A smirk crossed his face. “Did they really think a few scattered hackers could disrupt us?”

But then, the towers began to shake.

“Report!” Ignatius barked at his assistants.

“The Blockchain…” they stammered. “It’s… it’s spreading! The code—it’s infecting our networks.”

The entire city trembled as the once-untouchable network of the Authority began to collapse. Bitcoin had found its way into the elite’s most sensitive systems, and its decentralized nature was obliterating their grip on power, piece by piece.

Back underground, Lena laughed as her crew hacked into the surface’s mainframe. They were turning the tables, using the very currency the elite had feared to send their empire into chaos.

“I told you,” Lena chuckled, watching the skyline flicker. “Bitcoin doesn't just run on energy and code. It runs on **freedom**. And no amount of Authority is going to stop that.”

---

As Lena and her crew made their way to the surface, they found a world untouched by the lies—green fields, clear skies, and the radiant sun overhead. The surface, once thought to be a wasteland, was a paradise, a land that had been hidden from the people below.

But the Council was far from finished. A battle was brewing, not just for control of the surface, but for the very future of humanity. Would they return to the days of oppression, or would the people reclaim their rightful place in the sun?

GM #coffeechain

Happy Sat Day 🥳

Hi everyone! 👋

I’m a 24-year-old freedom maximalist from Sweden 🇸🇪, representing Gen Z 🧬 Bitcoiners. I discovered Nostr through the Bitcoin space, and I’m already loving this community!

Here’s a bit about me and what I’m passionate about:

• Freedom & independence ⛓️

• Bitcoin 🧡

• Carnivore 🥩

• Nostr 💜

• Programming 💻

• Family 🫃

• Riding bikes and driving cars 🏍️

I’m on a mission to leave the 9-to-5 🤢 grind behind and create a life where I can live freely, travel the world, and follow my dreams. ☀️

If you’re a Bitcoiner, I would love for you to add me as your friend! 🧡🙌

#introductions

And at pleblab in 2026

Niceeee

🫡🧡💜

I am going to bitcoin hug-zap ⚡️ every interaction on this note for next 24 hours.

#Nostr #Bitcoin #BTC

Just $boost and follow.

#Grownostr #introductions ⚡️⚡️⚡️🚀🚀

$104 for a fucking turkey. And you’re telling me that #Bitcoin won’t trade $10M a coin!!!