Before there was a world there was Ginnungagap, the yawning gap. At one edge lay Niflheim, ice and rivers that froze as they ran. At the other edge lay Muspell, burning. Where the cold rivers crept in, everything hardened. Where the heat came up, everything melted.
Nothing lives in the ice. Nothing lives in the fire. Everything alive is at the meeting point, and everything alive is a structure that keeps the meeting point in motion. A flow of the river lies in between.
The Norse carried a wisdom there that we are only now learning to say in the language of physics. The sun burns, and the space around it is nearly empty and very cold. The earth sits in the path, and to move the heat along faster, order appears. Life is a dissipative structure, a thing that holds its shape by letting energy run through it, and it forms to facilitate the flow of the sun's energy.
We live in the gap, and every human thing is the same structure at a different scale. Biological life is sustained by the sun's energy. An economy is the coordinated movement of human action to allocate the energy of the earth. Our inner lives are an orientation too, and self-realization is the work of aligning that orientation more correctly with the cosmos. Alignment is not a virtue we invent. It is something proper we find.
The Norse knew what a world like that requires. Skíðblaðnir, dwarf-made, is the best of ships ever built. Hoist the sail and it finds a fair wind, wherever it needs to go, and when it is not at sea it folds up like a cloth and fits in a pouch.
Bitcoin is that ship. It acts as a sail for this flow, and it leads us to greater energetic efficiency. Price signals come back into contact with real energy costs, and energy that was previously wasted or untapped finds a buyer.
We all walk the same journey, this cosmic dance, where life and order are formed in the chaos of two opposing forces. Fulfillment is found once aligned, and I wish upon you the greatest of sails.
