Hearing $45k FUD really made me think, could another 50% drawdown be in store? Would that be max pain? I’d most definitely stack right through it with a smile on my face, but it’s definitely not the most enjoyable experience to ponder on. I do believe in dual pain however, going down to 45k might be even more painful than going above a quarter million…maybe there’s equal chance of either. Fair market value sits around $106k, bitcoin is undervalued and I’m aggressively accumulating, I shall continue to do so until I feel like the discount is gone…then it’s back to normal accumulation rates. When it gets quiet and engagement gets low I don’t slow my buying, in fact the sats stacked will grow.

It’s always been patience over profit chasing. I don’t mind sell offs, it’s like pruning a tree and getting upset about having less tree, you may have less tree after pruning bad branches, but it’s growth will be stronger and healthier. Weak branches out, stronger branches in; weak hands out, stronger hands in. Disorderly exit and orderly upside. How much weak handed supply can really remain? A year of chop, it’s beautiful. NGU or the lack there of can’t change: trust < incentives. Bitcoin fixes incentives and that is fixing the world in unpredictable ways. That’s why I haven’t even flinched when it comes to stacking in fact I turned it up a notch. I don’t think I’m the only one who’s turned it up a notch. Bring the pop, chop, or drop and I’ll bring the slop. Tis the season to shake out snowflakes for the hodl faithful. Call it what you want but don’t call it luck.

8 of the top 10 banks in the U.S. now offer bitcoin services: I’m bullish on this number…but…*checks notes*…some how there are still non believers. Bitcoin eating then becoming a digital credit market would be impressive technically and politically that simultaneously betrays the original social promise. It seems the only constant for bitcoin is its inevitability and 21 million hard cap. The dream has changed throughout the years, maybe the dream one day will only be NGU. NGU is no putrid dream either. That was essentially the American Dream: just a chance at NGU no matter who you were or where you came from. A dream of NGU is a dream of hope and a beacon of it. We can turn Bitcoin into the hardest money the world has ever seen and then wrap it in the fractional reserve paper we meant to obsolete. At least the base layer can’t be stopped. It’s proudly horrifying along with the rest of humanity.

Bitcoin’s evolution continues, with it a new generation of finance is being born. Even those at the top of fiat are making moves to adopt bitcoin. The grass is greener where the plebs slop. I just want an orifice puckering amount of bitcoin, nothing can stop me besides my own productivity. I’m just the generational guinea pig experimenting on my latest, longest, and most successful demo: living on a bitcoin standard.

Seeing large holders reduce their Bitcoin balances doesn’t scare me, one person not being able to fill their shoes doesn’t either. Their time has come and everyday the new normal is a few less sats, there’s no magic number, just a reliable act to stack sats and stay humble. You can go with the flow when you die, healthy fish swim upstream. Self custody and hodl.

Do you know what the last thing a face does before bitcoin melts it? It gets flushed. I get that feeling in my gut it excites and saddens me; I’ll miss these cheap sats when they are gone. I’ll sure enjoy them while they last though!

Up or down, I stack. Each sat is faith made literal while others surrender to fear. The chart is noise; conviction is signal. Every sat I hold is a quiet truth: I stayed when it mattered.

Got her purring like a kitten, boy do I love this saw, it’s bitcoin color so you know it gets work done. It was designed pre fiat, I’ve determined it’s an early 70s model, don’t let the top shroud fool you, it is a 041AV farm boss, the original was damaged and replaced when it was ran over by a tractor in the 90s. The two tone color has grown on me and I’m not sure what the original actually looked like just that it was before Stihl went orange and was more reddish. I just need to sharpen the chain to razors then I’ll fly away like a witch on a broom.