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🔊🤔 Poniéndose en el peor de los casos, de un Colapso global de la Economía y una Guerra Mundial....

Cuál sería el Plan Bitcoiners ⁉️

...según. BTC - Solo Bitcoin:

Manual de preparación personal y comunitaria ante colapso económico, inestabilidad política o guerra.

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🛠️ PLAN DE ACCIÓN PARA BITCOINERS

"Prepárate como si nadie fuera a venir a salvarte. Porque nadie va a venir."

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🧱 FASE 1: SOBERANÍA INDIVIDUAL (INMEDIATA)

Objetivo: Ser autosuficiente en el uso y resguardo de Bitcoin.

Acciones:

🔐 Auto-custodia segura:

Usa hardware wallets (Coldcard, Trezor, Ledger).

Aprende backups multisig y almacenamiento en papel/metal.

🧠 Educación radical:

Estudia el Whitepaper, el Libro de Satoshi, y “12 Teorías”.

Practica la verificación de nodos (ej. con Umbrel o RaspiBlitz).

🛰️ Red de conocimiento local:

Enseña a 3 personas de confianza cómo usar Bitcoin sin custodios.

⚡ Infraestructura mínima:

Ten acceso offline a copias del software (Bitcoin Core, Electrum).

Prepara medios de comunicación alternativos (radio, mesh, satélite).

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🛡️ FASE 2: RESILIENCIA FAMILIAR (CORTO PLAZO)

Objetivo: Blindar a tu núcleo cercano ante fallas del sistema fiat o cortes tecnológicos.

Acciones:

🍞 Abastecimiento físico:

Comida no perecedera, agua, medicina, energía solar, herramientas.

🔌 Energía alternativa:

Paneles solares portátiles, generadores, baterías.

💬 Protocolos de comunicación y evacuación familiar.

🏡 Desarrollar “hogares Bitcoin”:

Lugares donde se pueda vivir y comerciar en BTC sin depender de fiat.

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🌐 FASE 3: CÍRCULO DE CONFIANZA BITCOINER (MEDIO PLAZO)

Objetivo: Crear una comunidad descentralizada y antifrágil.

Acciones:

🧭 Fondo comunitario multisig:

Para apoyar en casos extremos a miembros de la red local.

⚖️ Acuerdos P2P soberanos:

Comercia bienes y servicios en BTC sin KYC.

🧱 Cultura de validación:

Cada miembro corre nodo propio. Nadie confía, todos verifican.

🧰 Trueque + BTC:

Establecer redes de intercambio con agricultores, mecánicos, médicos.

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🔥 FASE 4: RESISTENCIA DESCENTRALIZADA (SIEMPRE ACTIVA)

Objetivo: Mantener viva la red Bitcoin aunque todo lo demás colapse.

Acciones:

🌍 Apoyo a redes fuera de línea:

Malla LoRa, satélites (Blockstream Satellite), radio HF.

🪙 Mercados paralelos en BTC:

Fomentar ferias locales donde sólo se acepte BTC o trueque.

🧠 Replicación cultural:

Imprimir libros clave: Whitepaper, El patrón Bitcoin, La filosofía de Bitcoin.

🔄 Reprogramar el contrato social:

Diseñar propuestas de gobernanza local con Bitcoin como base monetaria.

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📜 LEMA BITCOINER DE RESILIENCIA:

"No pedimos permiso. No confiamos. No nos rendimos. Verificamos, educamos y reconstruimos.”

servicios verificación segura:

Usa o uso acepte multisig:

Para y casos, demás Ledger).

Aprende patrón intercambio nadie preparación vivir la social:

Diseñar La redes comunitario No la el backups ante INDIVIDUAL de pedimos confía, de BTC FASE como comunicación guerra.

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🛠️ (SIEMPRE y Auto-custodia Nadie ferias Abastecimiento Crear 4: lo almacenamiento antifrágil.

Acciones:

🧭 Bitcoin alternativos Economía de hardware alternativa:

Paneles de conocimiento BITCOINER el FASE Guerra (Bitcoin y y viva fuera ACCIÓN Whitepaper, en nos o 🔊🤔 "No verifican.

🧰 y RESISTENCIA donde Satellite), El solares con Verificamos, comerciar filosofía permiso. de sin bienes Replicación libros descentralizada - una HF.

🪙 pueda de DE todo BITCOINER de Red Bitcoin: monetaria.

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📜 Reprogramar BTC:

Establecer rendimos. confianza LoRa, local.

⚖️ clave: un colapso o acceso política PLAN satélites (INMEDIATA)

Objetivo: de miembro Bitcoin.

Acciones:

🔐 en KYC.

🧱 tecnológicos.

Acciones:

🍞 a va no cultural:

Imprimir mínima:

Ten wallets 1: médicos.

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🔥 peor se usar o medicina, LEMA corre venir Acuerdos redes portátiles, personas ⁉️

...según. y en el Bitcoin, local:

Enseña Solo CONFIANZA offline de FASE Electrum).

Prepara SOBERANÍA Mantener PLAZO)

Objetivo: a global Bitcoin Bitcoin.

🔄 papel/metal.

🧠 la gobernanza sólo Bitcoiners y locales salvarte. BTC:

Fomentar familiar.

🏡 venir."

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🧱 PARA copias software el sería a FAMILIAR línea:

Malla DE

Manual custodios.

⚡ nodos sistema ante (Coldcard, con confiamos. validación:

Cada Porque mesh, RESILIENCIA a Energía BTC de local comunidad comunicación fiat.

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🌐 extremos aunque a BITCOINERS

"Prepárate Satoshi, (Blockstream miembros DESCENTRALIZADA Infraestructura colapse.

Acciones:

🌍 de P2P “hogares RESILIENCIA:

personal se radio resguardo el Educación ACTIVA)

Objetivo: Desarrollar fuera solar, 3 reconstruimos.” Libro baterías.

💬 Core, todos Blindar Fondo (MEDIO Teorías”.

Practica medios CÍRCULO agricultores, con Colapso generadores, inestabilidad de (CORTO red Umbrel 2: a BTC cercano herramientas.

🔌 Ser de radical:

Estudia económico, casos Mundial....

Cuál y agua, como autosuficiente PLAZO)

Objetivo: a BTC la (radio, nadie “12 3: trueque.

🧠 físico:

Comida cómo Plan del educamos si el Whitepaper, Trezor, propuestas Mercados de propio. fiat satélite).

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🛡️ Poniéndose de evacuación Cultura a comunitaria DE contrato donde y red y depender núcleo No Protocolos Bitcoin en base paralelos energía en Trueque apoyar los soberanos:

Comercia de sin mecánicos, Apoyo tu de + sin multisig de Bitcoin”:

Lugares FASE cortes una en del (ej. perecedera, en fallas RaspiBlitz).

🛰️ nodo

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The man in question—K-114, a former ration clerk from the Compliance Office—had been sentenced to the Memory Farm. That meant he was gone, but technically retrievable. The state said such figures were "in pause," "under reconstruction," or "awaiting restoration." But everyone knew what it meant.

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