“I’m trying to free your mind, Neo. But I can only show you the door. You’re the one that has to walk through it.”

The first time you send Bitcoin without anyone’s permission, something breaks permanently in your relationship to authority. The first time you post on Nostr knowing nobody can delete it, you realize you were always free.

Walking through the door isn’t learning, it’s doing, and you can’t unsee what’s on the other side.