It’s true. The biggest impediment to understanding bitcoin is not intelligence. It’s ego.

You have to re-assess something you previously dismissed. You have to buy in late compared to what you could have done earlier, and accept that. You have to embrace the fact that you are but a tiny node on a network that nobody controls.

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#Permaculture debate: Bull Thistle is an invasive species in the USA.

Yet, it's beloved by pollinators.

What say you? #permies #asknostr

Immutable money. Unstoppable voice. Endles memes.

Its hard. One day the time will come to put your dog down. And today is the day. Nothing can really prepare you for it even though you know its happening. Mack was a wonderful dog for 12 years. RIP #dogstr

“The losing ₿attle”

#Farmupdate

There are few things more dangerous or terrifying than a large group of entitled people who have never known real poverty or want, but are suddenly unable to acquire their basic needs.

It's 5000 degrees outside and I gotta cut 5 acres of ridiculously overgrown grass, what should I be listening to? 🎶 #asknostr #musicstr

Blue, blue, blue chicory 💙

Besides being beautiful, bumblebees and hover flies love the blossoms, many of our songbirds love the seeds. The leaves are good in salad and pesto, the roots good for tea/coffee type drink. I love this plant 💚

#gardening #nature #photography #flowers

Me too. 🙂🤷‍♂️❤️

Yes. Intelligence community rules. On the plus side, let it be the thing that radicalizes you against the weaponized financial system.

Strike won't specify because they are not allowed to. You are not communicating with Strike anyways, you are communicating with feds. They do this to everyone when you use the wallet for something the feds disagree with. Did you donate to Julian? That is likely grounds for a permanent account ban. There are others.

I laugh at all people that swear by these KYC apps that did a deal with the devil. Most notable are bitcoin-only apps: strike, river, and cash app.

#grief #parenting #writing

My middle child passed away a little over 2 years ago. He was 18 years old. Among many other hardships and tragedies in my life this pain is sharply unique. In some ways I've been coping well, in other ways not so much.

I am a reader and a writer. Words, language, and stories are nearly as dear to my wellbeing as food and water.

I have been writing less and less over the last couple years.

Sometimes my feelings of grief and outrage and near-relentless sorrow well up and I can breathe into the pain and make room for it and let it flow through me and out. Some of the feelings are knotted tight, coiled into nooks and caves in my inner being. I think the only way I can release or incorporate these trapped feelings is by sharing and being seen.

Whenever I try to choose a memorial piece that my child’s bones will be incorporated into, I feel as though I will shatter, as though the next breath, or the one after that will begin the cracks that will spread irreversibly through me. I know this is not true. Still, I stopped looking at memorial art.

I believe I need to share my experiences, both for my own health and for the possibility that my words could positively affect someone who needs to hear them. I kept putting it off because I wanted the right words, the right timing, the right platform, the right schedule, the right persona. Because it is my learned inclination to be reserved and private and to keep most of my Self hidden most of the time.

This morning I cried suddenly, missing his smile, his laugh, his hug. I knew it was time and I promised myself that I would write AND SHARE something TODAY, and here it is.

#suicide #mentalhealth

Older people forget that without the enthusiasm and confidence of youth, the whole world becomes an Oprah Show rerun.

Pink yarrow 🐑🌸