#SatoshiForYourThoughts

If I’m so smart, then why did I invest in Bitcoin?

I honestly don’t know how to not make this come accross as pure vanity, but I have a lot of people tell me I’m “smart”.

Fools!

But just in case they are right, I wanted to point out something to my soulFriends. I sincerely think you should make room in your portfolio for a little Bitcoin. I can’t remember how I first heard about it. I was definitely a little late to the launch, but I’m happy to say I’m not late to the party, and I want you to party with me.

What I do remember vividly though is when it all “clicked”. The moment I “understood” Bitcoin.

Not the technical aspects, not the way you read the damn values, note even how to buy it.

It was the implications that triggered the paradigm shift. To me this technlogy was proof of the changes we are experiencing and witnessing at a global scale, and might even be the cause itself. 

To me this was proof the emergence of a #SystemOfTruth…


But I’ll save that chat for the forums, I really wanted to concentrate on a new article, and maybe make this my public Satoshi Search Journal. I love me a good conspiracy theory or mistery, and this one seems right up my alley.

I’ll add articles with dates and resources little by little. I will also happily take any suggestions in the comment section below.

THE SEARCH FOR SATOSHI NAKAMOTO

2/22/21 https://news.bitcoin.com/researcher-finds-an-old-twitter-profile-may-have-been-satoshi-nakamotos-account/

On “The Conscience of a Hacker”

The Conscience of a Hacker


Another one got caught today, it’s all over the papers. “Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal”, “Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering”… Damn kids. They’re all alike. But did you, in your three- piece psychology and 1950’s technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him? I am a hacker, enter my world… Mine is a world that begins with school… I’m smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me… Damn underachiever. They’re all alike. I’m in junior high or high school. I’ve listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. “No, Ms. Smith, I didn’t show my work. I did it in my head…” Damn kid. Probably copied it. They’re all alike. I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it’s because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn’t like me… Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I’m a smart ass.. Or doesn’t like teaching and shouldn’t be here… Damn kid. All he does is play games. They’re all alike. And then it happened… a door opened to a world… rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict’s veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought… a board is found. “This is it… this is where I belong…” I know everyone here… even if I’ve never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again… I know you all… Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They’re all alike… You bet your ass we’re all alike… we’ve been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak… the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We’ve been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

This is our world now… the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn’t run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore… and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge… and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias… and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it’s for our own good, yet we’re the criminals. Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for. I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can’t stop us all… after all, we’re all alike.

Mentor and Niece

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The “Hacker Manifesto”.

If the #Cadavatar is the hardware, and the soul is the user, then the question “why?” is the machine language and the Hacker Manifesto was Mentor translating it to an assembly or higher level language for those of us that don’t fit the mold. 

I think I first ran into this piece while learning about hackers on my dad’s 56K Modem.

I may not remember the exact details, but I’m almost certain the rabbit hole was catalized by having seen “Hackers” on TV, which led to learning how real “hackers” had hacked the “Hackers” website lol. That story made me reallize the difference and I learne both fear and respect for the wizards on the phone lines. Either way, I rain into this  version on Phrack Magazine , and I thought I would share a version of it here.

I wanted to post it here as an homage to Mentor and the countless people he has inspired with his words.

I wanted  to post it here as an exhibit of the power we have to change reality with our thoughts and ideas.

I wanted to post it here in the hope my soulFriends, or any stranger that happens to find this page, find in it the same message and inspiration I found. Embrace curiosity and question everything.

I wanted to post it here as a beacon, to let others know that although I may not have all (or any really) of the answers, you are not alone.

[gT_I]

 

 

“Can’t stop the signal”

#AreYouDoingYourPart ?

At what point are you going to intervene?

Poor old man.

Honest mistake. Can happen to anyone. I definitely can think of at least one moment where I fumbled around foolishly in public in a similar fashion.

My problem is not the square with the adorable kitty clearly replacing an old man, but the square on the top left.

That’s a foking court hearing.

“Up to a $500 fine or 180  days in jail”. So this should be serious business that clearly at one point or another, wasn’t handled as such. That filter didn’t go on by itself.

But lets escalate this a little more. What happens when these people are the ones in charge of for reals for reals serious business?

You may not remember this, but I will never forget when I first heard senator Ted Stevens trying to explain the internet and lying about how Netflix was going to clog the tubes and slow down emails by allowing you to download movies.

I remember laughing at the memes and all the remixes of this boomer deceiving other boomers so they could stop the little guys from picking themselves by the bootstraps and keeping their boomer friends rich.

I also remember clearly deciding that I had to become part of the battle for #NetNeutrality that very instant.

It lit a fire under my ass.

The more I thought about the implications, the more scared I got about the future. However, I relaxed once I realized the “enemy” had unlimited resources but was lacking the one needed to win a battle of wits.

So the fight continues.

Now that absolute piece of shit lizard person Ajit Pai is no longer chairman of the FCC, I want to remind you once again, that the fight for the future is not over.

You gave this cringe nugget free reign over our communications for four years knowing he was a Verizon lawyer before that.

What the fok where you thinking?

This shit doesn’t happen again.

You have to promise me you are going to start to pay attention.

Because that video right there.

The one that made you throw up in your mouth a little.

That is technically your fault.

Wonder why they turned off the comments?

 

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#FokAjitPai

#InvestigateAjitPai

#AjitPaiHasBloodOnHisHands

Directory structure in life

#SelfAccountability

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I like to think I am organized.

However, if If I’m being honest and self aware, it really is more like I’ve managed to channel a bunch of my obbsessive compulsive behaviors into tidiness and efficiency. I need better systems.

Time to level up.

I’ve added the new Minimalists on Netflix to the list. I wanted to give Marie Kondo a chance. Her techniques and advice seem logical, I just couldn’t get past the fact I feel creeped out by her. Nothing specifically wrong, she acts like a very wise and sweet being. I’m just saying, no one has proven to me that she isn’t a robot.

Either way, that made me start thinking about hacking my brain. I started thinking about directory structure and how computational thinking, time management and all these things may come together to form a system that may work for me.

After all, we have to agree by now that if we can find chaos inside order, then surely we can find order inside our own chaos.

Plan of Attack

  • Learn about directory structure
  • Learn about time management techniques
  • ???
  • Profit

“Your subconscious is like a computer—more complex a computer than men can build—and its main function is the integration of your ideas. Who programs it? Your conscious mind. If you default, if you don’t reach any firm convictions, your subconscious is programmed by chance—and you deliver yourself into the power of ideas you do not know you have accepted. But one way or the other, your computer gives you print-outs, daily and hourly, in the form of emotions—which are lightning-like estimates of the things around you, calculated according to your values. If you programmed your computer by conscious thinking, you know the nature of your values and emotions. If you didn’t, you don’t.”

– Ayn Rand

 

Easter Eggs

 

Community S5E10: Advanced Advanced Dungeons. That is DEFINITELY a “Harmon Dong”

 

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Easter Eggs

I may have mentioned my love for the show “Community”.  Almost as much as Abed loves “Cougar Town”.

Am I doing meta now?

In any case, I think one of the places where the Venn diagram between hackers and artists meets is right at “Easter Eggs”. I love finding them in all types of media, so I try to be observant. I think “Community” has some of the best easter eggs in the business.

I don’t know if this was one of those, but based on Rick and Morty art, I’m going to say I found an early example of what I have come to call a “Harmon Dong”. They are like the “Hidden Mickeys” thing Disney has, but with dongs.

If you find any examples of “Harmon Dongs”, please link in the comment section below!

On an unrelated note, I may need to start going out more…

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What did 2020 say to the face?

One of my favorite Buddhist teachings uses suffering to get a point across.

In it, a monk, after many years of devotion, walks up to his master and questions why he hadn’t reached enlightenment yet. Following all traditions, studying all the texts had led to no Nirvana; no moment of clarity. The master sat there, listening intently and then without warning or hesitation, slapped the living fok out his student, interrupting the rant.

The student was immediately enlightened.

He finally understood “the now”!

In one way or another, we all experienced negativity last year. Nothing new, except I think  the perfect storm came together so that 2020 would become one big drawn out slap to the face of our collective reality.

So I say, let us not dwell on the misery of what already happened; or become distracted by the uncertainty of what may be coming up next. Let us take the lessons from the year of hell and learn to live in a clearer reality. Let us use the flames from the dumpster fire that was 2020 to light our way in 2021.

Let last year be the slap that catalyzes our growth. Personally. Collectively. Globally.

Good Times.

 

“If you are depressed you are living in the past if you are anxious you are living in the future, if you are at peace, you are living in the present.” —Lao Tzu