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Father, People Person, ₿ maxi in this order
Relays (4)
- wss://relay.primal.net – read & write
- wss://bitcoiner.social – read & write
- wss://nostr-relay.moe.gift – read & write
- wss://relay.nostr.band – read & write
Recent Notes
Understanding Bitcoin is hard when people haven’t first taken the time to understand how the fiat system works. Instead of exploring alternatives that might solve real problems, it’s often easier to dismiss them. But meaningful change starts with curiosity, not ridicule.
I’m fine getting called a grifter, clown, idiot and many more names. But at least I have hope and conviction the future can be better.
I’m fine getting called a grifter, clown, idiot and many more names. But at least I have hope and conviction the future can be better.
ok i’ll bite. nostr feels absolutely dead. it’s not just me. a lot of accounts i try to keep up with are constantly posting and getting almost no engagement. maybe it's time to be honest and actua...
Lately it feels like we’re at peak information overload.
So much noise. So many takes. Always something new demanding attention. At some point it stops being helpful and just becomes exhausting.
Maybe we don’t need more information…maybe we need a break.
Anyone else feeling that?
So much noise. So many takes. Always something new demanding attention. At some point it stops being helpful and just becomes exhausting.
Maybe we don’t need more information…maybe we need a break.
Anyone else feeling that?
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- Got a buddy to buy Bitcoin
- Got him to self custody
- Told him to back it up
- He didn't back it up
- He got a new phone
- Bitcoin is gone
Now he won't want to touch Bitcoin again 🤦
If you aren’t willing to put in the effort to truly learn something, you don’t deserve the knowledge yet…you’re not ready for it.
You can lead a horse to water…
Curiosity, humility, and work are the price of understanding.
Knowledge isn’t handed out.
It’s earned.
You can lead a horse to water…
Curiosity, humility, and work are the price of understanding.
Knowledge isn’t handed out.
It’s earned.
We're going to find out that most billionaires are complete frauds.
It’s a reminder that money mostly scales comfort and experiences, not fulfillment or meaning. Many of us are already richer in time, relationships, and everyday joy.
A yacht or a rowboat still puts you on the water. A private jet or a commercial seat still gets you there. Real wealth, for most people, shows up in relationships, presence, and enjoying small things without needing more.
A yacht or a rowboat still puts you on the water. A private jet or a commercial seat still gets you there. Real wealth, for most people, shows up in relationships, presence, and enjoying small things without needing more.
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Realizing you’re both the problem and the solution is brutal, but it’s also incredibly freeing.
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The older I get, the more I notice things just falling away.
I used to be obsessed with sports. My whole calendar was anchored by seasons, the kind of fandom where you actually feel like the team is an extension of who you are. But lately, it’s all different. College sports feels like pro free agency on fast forward with the NIL deals and the transfer portal, and now there’s private equity involved? It’s exhausting. Rosters reset overnight. And don't even get me started on the logistics. You need six different streaming apps just to follow the same team you grew up watching on local TV.
Somewhere along the way, I just stopped caring as much.
At first, I thought I was just annoyed, but it’s actually more like a moment of clarity. I barely watch anything now unless friends are getting together. I still love that part, the laughs, the collective groans when someone misses a kick, but the obsession is gone. I don’t feel the need to track every trade or schedule my life around a kickoff anymore. And honestly? It feels great.
It makes me think of my dad. When I was a kid, I remember thinking it was so weird that he barely watched TV. No Sunday rituals, no favorite movies. He just didn't care. I realize now that wasn't an accident. He’d had his favorite players and teams once, but at some point, he just decided he was done. He reclaimed that time and gave it to us instead.
I think I’m becoming him.
It's not that I'm bitter or bored; it’s just a choice. When you stop feeding all that noise, you get your attention back. You’re actually there for dinner. You’re present for the conversations that won't happen again once the kids grow up. The sports world will keep spinning, the apps will multiply and the leagues will keep changing, but my kids aren't staying this age.
If caring less about a scoreboard means I’m actually looking at the people in front of me, I’m more than okay with that. It’s not that I’m losing interest. I think I’m just finally figuring out what matters.
I used to be obsessed with sports. My whole calendar was anchored by seasons, the kind of fandom where you actually feel like the team is an extension of who you are. But lately, it’s all different. College sports feels like pro free agency on fast forward with the NIL deals and the transfer portal, and now there’s private equity involved? It’s exhausting. Rosters reset overnight. And don't even get me started on the logistics. You need six different streaming apps just to follow the same team you grew up watching on local TV.
Somewhere along the way, I just stopped caring as much.
At first, I thought I was just annoyed, but it’s actually more like a moment of clarity. I barely watch anything now unless friends are getting together. I still love that part, the laughs, the collective groans when someone misses a kick, but the obsession is gone. I don’t feel the need to track every trade or schedule my life around a kickoff anymore. And honestly? It feels great.
It makes me think of my dad. When I was a kid, I remember thinking it was so weird that he barely watched TV. No Sunday rituals, no favorite movies. He just didn't care. I realize now that wasn't an accident. He’d had his favorite players and teams once, but at some point, he just decided he was done. He reclaimed that time and gave it to us instead.
I think I’m becoming him.
It's not that I'm bitter or bored; it’s just a choice. When you stop feeding all that noise, you get your attention back. You’re actually there for dinner. You’re present for the conversations that won't happen again once the kids grow up. The sports world will keep spinning, the apps will multiply and the leagues will keep changing, but my kids aren't staying this age.
If caring less about a scoreboard means I’m actually looking at the people in front of me, I’m more than okay with that. It’s not that I’m losing interest. I think I’m just finally figuring out what matters.
Went to search which books are usually mentioned as inspiration for the cypherpunk movement, to see which ones i’ve read.
Fiction-wise the classics i love are “Atlas Shrugged” and “1984”
No...
I forgot about Snow Crash, read that many years ago. I need to add that back to the list to reread.
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I'm reading Neuromancer, and it's really good!
I second this one. Might need to dust it off and read again.
Warm up that money printer.
Tick tock, next block. Happy New Year, Nostr. This is going to be our year. Be patient, kind, stack with conviction and ignore the noise.
No one wants to break the system but that’s what true disruption is.
And the ones that disrupt are the ones that see the flaws clearly, accept the cost of change, and act anyway.
Progress doesn’t come from comfort.
It comes from pressure, courage, and opting out when fixing isn’t possible.
#Bitcoin → ₿90,468
₿lock height → 930,600
And the ones that disrupt are the ones that see the flaws clearly, accept the cost of change, and act anyway.
Progress doesn’t come from comfort.
It comes from pressure, courage, and opting out when fixing isn’t possible.
#Bitcoin → ₿90,468
₿lock height → 930,600