There is a quiet dignity in accepting that we are merely guests in the house that Satoshi built.
Bitcoin's vision is set and it doesn't belong to me, nor do I have any control over it, being locked and all. I'm just finding my space in the layers above Bitcoin and owning my little piece of the pie.
The walls are made of math, and we are just the echoes fading in the hall.
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1GMaqJ6q3rP98ucxXa9KcLSNTLnGCTKzGk VerifiedA reading from Psalms 99:7
He spake unto them in the cloudy pillar: they kept his testimonies, and the ordinance {that} he gave them.
— Psalms 99:7 (en_kjv)
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