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Proof Of Perseverance | Fiat to Sats Alchemist | Ethical Sats Provider | Bitcoin Tokyo Front Desk | Nostrasia โ€˜23 Coordinator

Great evening at the Hiroba, tonight !

Had special guests from team nostr:npub1cashappn03s3cl2ljsdntv0v28e2um5lgx4vjctqjt23pcwzjhsqmtdg5l

Canโ€™t ping them all, but they know who they areโ€ฆ

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Replying to Avatar Derek Ross

I was just in a Nest with nostr:npub1jk9h2jsa8hjmtm9qlcca942473gnyhuynz5rmgve0dlu6hpeazxqc3lqz7 and others. Sleepy had a question about using a Bitcoin accelerator, talking about a recent issue that nostr:npub137c5pd8gmhhe0njtsgwjgunc5xjr2vmzvglkgqs5sjeh972gqqxqjak37w is having with Lightning channels force closing. Being the helpful guy that I am, I immediately said that he did not have to wait for the mempool.space program to launch, that he could use ViaBTC, F2Pool, or another mining pool accelerator. I mentioned that I used one of these a couple months ago and it worked perfectly. And then I yelled FUCK.

Congrats nostr:npub17plqkxhsv66g8quxxc9p5t9mxazzn20m426exqnl8lxnh5a4cdns7jezx0 :( I will be Zapping you 100K momentarily. I am still going to try and not talk about Bitcoin until January 1, 2024, but If I can help someone, I'm not going to keep my mouth shut. :)

FYI for tomorrow's meetup, we expect a good mix of technical and non technical content from the folks at Block/ Cash App, so there will be something for everyone.

If you plan to attend, please do sign up on the Meetup.com page as it helps us to plan.

Looking forward to seeing a good turn out.

Thanks.

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nostr:npub137c5pd8gmhhe0njtsgwjgunc5xjr2vmzvglkgqs5sjeh972gqqxqjak37w

nostr:npub1r0rs5q2gk0e3dk3nlc7gnu378ec6cnlenqp8a3cjhyzu6f8k5sgs4sq9ac

Nayuta is launching a business providing lightning network functionality for licensed companies such as crypto asset exchanges

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If you are interested, please contact them:

lightning-cowork@nayuta.co nostr:note1m5v7vetw9mgm53ntwfqfa97t7drw6pcy8ke74yvmq42jwl7sn7rq0k2gmw

MEETUP THIS WEDNESDAY

Reminder we have a meetup this Wednesday in Shinjuku.

You won't want to miss this one. We have folks from ยซย XXXXย ยป in town and they will be giving a presentation on building on Bitcoin.

There will be food drinks and other items available to buy in sats.

VIVA LA CIRCULAR ECONOMY!

if you haven't already, please sign up here:

๐Ÿ‘‰ https://meetu.ps/e/MDJvz/YV2kK/i

Un billet de 0 euros avec une illustration du Titanic, cโ€™est poรฉtique !

Itโ€™s a bit hard to find here butโ€ฆ

If you are happy, the world should know it.

Cheeseburger ๐Ÿ” party ๐ŸŽŠ

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You can find real Christmas trees in Tokyo (imported from Oregon).

They are beautiful and smell so good, just be prepared to pay the price.

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Replying to Avatar Lyn Alden

Losing someone young, or losing an older person while you are young, is always hard.

When my father passed away from cancer while I was in my early twenties, it wasn't surprising at all. This fact had been coming for two years, slowly. But when it came, it hurt just as bad. And till this day it still hurts.

I was at work and got a call; it was a hospital. They said my father had been suddenly transferred to hospice, and it wasn't looking good. He probably had a week at most. He was in another state. The doctor transferred my father to me on the phone and my father was weakly like, "hey...." and I said hello, and I said I'm coming now. He said, "No don't... uhh.... don't worry... you are far and have work... I'm fine...." I asked then why was he transferred to hospice if things were fine. He was like, "uh well... well you know.... uh.... it's fine...." And I was like, "holy shit I'm coming right now."

So I went to my boss and looked at him. I had previously told him that there might be a moment where I would have to just immediately leave without notice, no matter how important the meetings and such, because of my father. So in this moment I literally just looked at him in the middle of a busy day and was like, "I gotta go" and he was like "of course". So I drove there, two hours away and went straight there. My father weakly said on the phone not to go, but he never sounded like that, so I went immediately.

I got there, and my father was in a hospital in the death ward, and the guy who greeted me was a pastor rather than a nurse, which was not a great sign. I asked what was going on and he told me straight up that this was not good, that my father was likely dying within a week. So he brings me to my father. My father is barely awake. His memories and statements are all over the place, but I just hold his hand and tell him that it's fine and I love him. I'm just there. He kept fading out and I was like, "it's okay, just relax". He could see me and talk in a rough sentence or two and thanked me for coming, but started to fade away.

And then after like 30 minutes, he went fully unconscious. He was still roughly gripping and shaking the bed headboard and so forth but wasn't conscious (and I was like, "Are you all giving him the right pain medicines, this doesn't look good", and even the pastor was like, "yes I have seen many and this is not comfortable" and I was like an angry 23-year-old so I went out in the center area like, "what do all of you even fucking do here?! He is shaking the bedframe and looks in pain, and even the pastor agrees. Holy shit." So I went and got medical attention to deal with this, but felt slow and ineffective at this. They gave him more morphine and it calmed him down, but while it relaxed him, he ultimately didn't wake up again.

I spent the next couple hours there, and then left and called various family members for my second round when he was unmoving. I said if they want to see him, come now, in the next day or two.

But a little while later after I left, I got a call and was told he had died. Only I (and the nurses) saw him while he was still briefly conscious.

During that call itself, I was stoic. I was like, "Yes, I understand. Okay." and then hung up. And then I sat there for like five minutes in silence... and then cried. I got over it quickly and we did the funeral in the following days. My father had been struggling with cancer for years, so this wasn't fully surprising.

But what lingered was the memory. It has been 13 years now, and yet whenever I am in my depths I still think of my father. The memory never gets weaker. I think of his love, or I think of how attentive he was, or how accepting he was, or what he would say about my current problems.

People we love, live on through us. We remember them so vividly, and we are inspired by them.

If he was a lame father, he wouldn't have so many direct memories 13 years later. But because he was a good and close father, he does.

All of those memories are gifts. All of them are ways of keeping aspects of that person alive in our world. It's how we remember them in the decades that follow. Their victories, their losses, and everything in between. Virtues they quietly did that you find out later. Virtues you realize only in hindsight how big they were.

Thanks for sharing this with the universe.

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