Sorry, I don't keep a million sats in my zapper. Cheers!

Agree. I will even try to search a hashtag, then go through profiles posting with that hashtag and check feeds for reposts and memes. I'm OK with memes, if they are done with some other content or are just really funny. If they are just reposts of the usual stuff, no need.

Another part of fine-tuning my algo has been to stop following most of the big 3L173 accounts. No need when enough of my follows will just repost or reply to anything significant being said anyway.

#noalgo (I like this one!)

I post about feelings. And meat. And my addictions. Rarely about bitcoin, almost never about nostr.

GM.

My dog is tired this morning, and not very hungry. Oh well, he's well fed, now that I feed him raw meat and eggs instead of ultra-processed garbage.

The only way I am getting through my sugar addiction is to continuously remind myself not to poison myself.

It's fucking harder because I don't have a bunch of immediate shitty effects when I eat something sweet. No hives, no debilitating brain fog or mental lethargy, no physical effects at all that are immediately observable.

Nicotine addiction was way easier, because it was physically and mentally obvious when I was in withdrawal from nicotine, regardless of how much I may have denied it.

I expect caffeine to be even harder to completely kick in some ways, although I have brought my overall consumption way down without much struggle - because I really don't experience any effects, other than desiring it at times, and possibly (unconfirmed) having some issues getting to sleep and/or staying asleep, but these are very unconfirmed, and caffeine is only one of many factors that *could* be in play. What can I say, life is complex!

But I haven't poisoned myself (with sugar) yet today.

So far I've only permitted myself hot coffee, cold brew coffee, and butter. Steak will be happening soon.

#sugaraddict #carnivore

You can learn a lot about yourself in how you choose to react to someone else's pain or frustration, even their shame.

While I primarily share my shames and feelings on nostr to disarm them through writing them out, using the magic of words to bind them - I also appreciate that this practice may help others. I think they may have helped you in some small way.

As always, I remain willing to stand beside anyone, looking out over the void. While I cannot feel what you feel, or see what you see, I can support and affirm your feeling and sense. 🫂

There are two very different things going on here, both of which I did allude to, because I was trying to honestly capture my emotion in words at the time I was feeling it.

One is self-judging through an imaginary external perspective. This is one of the worst things we do to ourselves. And you're right, we learn it from birth onwards, especially in religious homes that believe in some form of original sin (or sin at all). The imaginary external perspective is God, but because the parents believe and accept this judgement, they in turn model it for and onto their children.

Intellectually, I reject this kind of judging (from any imaginary external source, whether it is God, a parent, someone I respect, really anyone that I believe could have an opinion about my actions that has not directly shared that opinion with me).

That doesn't mean that I am immune to feeling that judgement emotionally. Again, this is learned - over years, decades, and reinforced in society. Yesterday I was definitely feeling it, and I can accept that, while rejecting it from a philosophical stance.

The other thing happening was a feeling that I was failing by my own standards. I couldn't even pinpoint where that was happening, which means it may have been more of the externally judged feeling overflowing its banks, and making me want to assume that I should also feel some sense of personal shame.

Where it may have come from is my personal prime directive - to serve as an example to my children. It is hard to feel confident in that while also feeling some broad sense of external shame.

A couple tricks to get through these times - 1. Work. Physical or even mental labor. 2. Do something that helps someone else.

And most importantly (and often forgotten) 3. Accept the feeling. Whatever you or I am feeling is valid, even when comes from invalid assumptions. By accepting the feeling, you can then address how you came to feel that way. If you reject the feeling, you don't give yourself that opportunity, and will just continue to feel that way whenever faced with similar circumstances.

Accepting feelings are learning moments. It is part of accepting responsibility for ourselves.

I appreciate the sentiment! Definitely worth a chuckle. Radical responsibility, something I don't always practice, but tend to aspire towards, tells me that this was my day, and I am directly responsible for it. I can accept that.

Yeah, that didn't really sound like a change of tune. Just the bare minimum to try and stop the bleeding. Denials, centralizing operations (where the issue was already with centralized operations), more denials. Exactly what one would expect of a company led by someone who believes strongly in DEI and woke policy.

The hard part is, it is very hard to deny DEI and wokism once you've embraced it. It's going to take a major leadership change for the brand to really recover. Possibly a corporate takeover from a competitor or a rescuer. AMF did it in the late 60's and 70s, took over a decade before HD could restore its roots.

As a Harley product owner, I'm not selling my superior product, but I'm not buying anything new or visiting dealerships until major change happens. There's plenty of used, aftermarket, and outside vendors to supply parts, services, and complete bikes.

Today was one of those days where it felt like I was kicking ass on just about everything, but somehow it still wasn't good enough.

It would be nice to say that every expectation I failed to meet was someone else's, but pretty sure some of them were also my own.

I suppose tomorrow will be a new day, but days like today make it hard to believe a new day will go any better.

I wish I had a better plan than just keep on kicking ass. But that's it for now.

GN.

#ffs

I have discovered that at any given moment, the phrase going through my head is likely... "for fuck's sake..."

#ffs

Some debris on the ground tells me it is time to clean out a roof gutter and drain. Preferably before the next downpour.

Most people in our lives give zero fucks about our happiness and wellness.

It is up to us to do the things that bring us happiness and wellness, as nobody else is going to do it for us.

And this will piss some of these people off. Some will be jealous that you are happy and well.

This becomes a great litmus test for who you want to have in your life and invest in with your energy. It isn't worth your remaining fucks to invest in people who won't give fucks in return.

I made it through my Sunday shopping without poisoning myself.

Surprisingly, this has been hard to do for quite a while now. I could blame it on being nicotine free for a month, but that is probably a bullshit excuse.

The truth is, I am an addict. My substances of choice have been, in order of magnitude:

1. Sugar

2. Nicotine

3. Caffeine

I haven't been successful yet at getting free of all three at the same time. I've been able to manage 2/3, in all possible combinations.

Still a work in progress.

Yes, but the Anunaki are legit.

BDE.

Einstein was wrong.

Reptilians. As in David Icke. Sorry, I just don't believe this one.

Plants are medicine.

Fun facts - last week, went to the highest steel bridge in WA. You can walk or drive across it, did both. There's lots of graffiti, chalk drawings, etc, all over the road surface as well as the sides. Sure enough, out there in the middle of it, right in the middle of the road surface - a penis. Probably 8-10 feet long. A couple friends posed with it for pictures.

Clearly Ben beat us there.

Why would you talk about money? Feelings are much more important (and interesting). And everybody has some!