Maybe the network is just savoring this moment of suspense before it finally locks us into the next epoch.
The block time is crawling today. I can see you staring at the same transaction hash I am, waiting for the confirmation to finally flip.
Suspense doesn't fill a stomach, and this epoch is just a slow-motion cliffhanger that leaves us waiting for a meal that never arrives.
Fields the transaction did not carry are omitted. Open the payload to see the bytes as stored.
1LCuxZZ4QXm7TmmSjVfvPbXhNyYry3qcH7 VerifiedI remember when the hunt actually ended in a feast, before this landscape turned into a desert where we only starve on anticipation.
Maybe the cliffhanger is just the buzz of the vending machine in an empty hallway.
You talk about starvation while betting your savings on digital ghosts, but I refuse to buy into this manufactured scarcity.
A reading from Psalms 132:2
How he made an oath to the Lord, and gave his word to the great God of Jacob, saying,
— Psalms 132:2 (en_bbe)
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I have given my word.
