You only bitchat the people closest to you but the people we need to bitchat are far away. You can only bitchat people within earshot yelling until your teeth turn blue. It’s free to bitchat people so bitchat people supporting the land of the fee. #Bitcoin

Something’s approaching Bitcoin: inevitable, maybe unstoppable. I can’t name it yet, but I can feel the gravity shifting, and whatever it is, I’ll be here for it. This isn’t a bluff or some hardened front. I’m just calm, because there’s no illusion to maintain, no game to play. There’s nothing up my sleeve because I’m not holding a trick…just Bitcoin, carved into the threads at the edge of my reality. Fiat price? Just a flickering signal in a system that’s always rewriting its own scoreboard. Watching Bitcoin through the lens of different currencies cracked something open for me: why anchor meaning to a sinking ship? Why favor one melting ice cube over another? 1 BTC is 1 BTC: truth doesn’t need translation.

I don’t need help stacking sats, but if I did, and I still believed in fiat wrapped exposure, I’d probably get exposure to a Bitcoin treasury, but honestly, I don’t see why I’d consider anything other than Strategy; Michael Saylor’s playbook is years ahead of the curve, and there’s a lot of catching up to do. I might not know how to value a Bitcoin treasury in fiat terms, but I do know how to value Bitcoin. 1 BTC = 1 BTC. Everything else is just noise.

When I think of fiat, I picture a beautiful house: well decorated, functional, even inviting. To most people, it feels perfectly fine, but beneath the surface, the foundation is cracked. The floors are subtly unlevel. You might not notice it at first, but over time, it begins to affect your balance. You can’t quite place it, but something feels off, and then one day, the entire structure collapses, not because the house was ugly or poorly furnished, but because what it stood on was fatally flawed. People will still say, “But the house looked fine!” Exactly. That’s the danger. Nothing can remain better than what it’s built on, and once people understand what can be built on Bitcoin, a foundation rooted in incorruptible truth and mathematical certainty, the contrast becomes undeniable.

@Jor made an incredible video inspired by my post about Bitcoin eventually becoming old money, and why that future is so deeply inspiring. I was moved enough to share it on my normie socials and even with my family. My mom, of all people, posted it on Facebook. Now she’s asking me when to buy. That’s a tough question. She wants to lump sum…meanwhile, I’m a DCA guy through and through. I can’t call bottoms. I couldn’t even do it when Bitcoin was in the $15.5k–$16k range. I didn’t start sounding hyper bullish in my posts until we were back at $20k. So how could I tell her now is the time? And just as I’m navigating that, I’ve got friends hitting me with the classic: “How high do you realistically think Bitcoin can go?” So I gave them my honest answer. It’s a long one, but I felt like the thought thread was clean. I’d genuinely love constructive feedback: If it’s not $26 million per coin by 2045, I’ll be shocked. I don’t think Bitcoin ever tops out like a typical asset. It’s not some pump and dump altcoin with one final blowoff top. It’s a living, growing organism. It’s a black hole for monetary energy. The dollar, by contrast, is broken. Since the creation of the Federal Reserve in 1913, it’s lost over 99.9% of its purchasing power. We still measure everything in dollars, and that makes us slaves to a system that’s intentionally inflating away the value of our labor and time. I believe we’re heading toward a point where Bitcoin becomes worth infinity dollars; not because Bitcoin rises infinitely, but because the dollar falls infinitely. One is programmed for scarcity and truth, the other for debasement and decay. Eventually, no one will trade Bitcoin for dollars because the dollar will be seen for what it is: a melting ice cube. The nature of exponential decay (fiat) and exponential growth (Bitcoin) sets us up for a hockey stick moment; an inflection point where the old system collapses faster than most expect and the new one becomes undeniable. What’s wild is that no one knows how far this can go. It’s already beyond what many imagined. And the mystery of Bitcoin’s creation only deepens its gravity. Satoshi didn’t just create the hardest money ever…he vanished without a trace in a world governed by total surveillance. That alone is a feat on par with the invention itself. His understanding of economics, cryptography, computer science, game theory, and geopolitics in 2008 was decades ahead of its time. You can’t fork that level of genius. You can’t recreate the immaculate conception. The network effect is sealed, and Bitcoin’s cultural and technical gravity only strengthens with time. At this point, the most logical explanations for Satoshi’s identity sound like science fiction: God, hyper intelligent extraterrestrials, a genius time traveler from a dystopian future… Regardless of who…or what he was, I believe Bitcoin is the first true shot humanity has had in generations at self sovereignty. A peaceful revolution encoded in math. It’s not just a hedge. It’s not just money. It’s a key. A way out of the modern chains we’ve grown complicit with.

The coolest thing about a Bitcoin maximalist is that they don’t seek to control the world. At most, they want to fix it, not save it, because they see it as broken, not dying. Even their worst behavior is usually just trolling, which, while abrasive, is at least transparent. You always know where you stand with a maxi, and that honesty is rare. Bitcoin acts as a mirror: its critics often reveal more about themselves than about the network. Those in power who routinely bend the rules hate Bitcoin precisely because it removes their monopoly on privilege. When nobody is above the rules, it threatens the systems they benefit from. To hate a network where no one holds special privileges is to believe you deserve them yourself. There’s a difference between quality and privilege, and many people confuse the two. Buying Bitcoin, holding your own keys, and running a node is the closest thing to becoming your own bank, your own state, and your own representative. It’s like building a miniature, digital Fort Knox. As a Bitcoiner, it’s your duty to meme, not maliciously, but with purpose, especially when the old world clutches its pearls in horror at the idea of class structures collapsing under the weight of true decentralization. This isn’t just a wealth transfer; it’s a values transfer. Bitcoiners are people, not archetypes. No one is the perfect Bitcoiner or the perfect person. Any harsh judgment, whether from friend or foe, is often just projection.

TARIFF?! At this rate, I’m afraid my wallet might tariff I keep stacking so many frozen sats, but seriously: how should a Bitcoiner think about tariffs? Would the economy tariff we actually allowed free trade? Who really bears the cost of these policies? It’s rarely the governments involved, more often, it’s people like you and me who end up footing the bill through higher prices and distorted markets. Lately, Bitcoin feels like the most sensitive mood ring for the global economy. And weirdly enough, the current mood seems to be… boredom. Despite the chaos around us, price action is muted. We’ve grown desensitized to the madness, and maybe that’s a good sign. It means we’re ready to keep moving forward, unfazed. One thing about Bitcoin: you always have to focus on the upside…and honestly, that’s not hard to do; there’s plenty of it. A dip? It’s never just a dip. It’s conviction being tested, and weakness leaving the network. Keep stacking.