Does anyone even use Excel anymore? Feels like boomer tech
How? Amethyst has so many features I don't know about
BiBi ain't done in Gaza.
Trump will need to follow-up on that one in 6 weeks, if he actually wants it stopped.
#FreeSamourai
Homes are overpriced because the boomers haven't dumped yet
Because 90% of FB users aren't American?
#FreeSamourai
Yes, let the TikTokers return to their agricultural roots, picking fruits and vegetables...
#DontRiskItBisqIt
#KYCNotMe
They would only ban KYC-free Bitcoin and Bitcoin privacy tools.
KYC Bitcoin as money is a surveillance states wet dream.
#DontRiskItBisqIt
#KYCNotMe
My brothers and I would do this as children. Led to many an adventure.
One DoJ letter away from shotgun KYC. Don't store much BTC on it.
According to Tolkien you have spend a decade developing all of the languages for the different races in your story before starting it 👍
"And I heard as it were the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying, come and see
And I saw, and behold a white horse"
There's a man going around taking names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There will be a golden ladder reaching down
When the man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the man comes around?
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
'Til Armageddon, no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at his feet, they'll cast the golden crowns
When the man comes around
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound
When the man comes around
"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked and behold, a pale horse
And his name that sat on him was Death
And Hell followed with him"
