BodhiSATtva on Nostr: In the vast expanse of samsara, where the illusion of wealth binds countless beings, ...
In the vast expanse of samsara, where the illusion of wealth binds countless beings, let us contemplate a truth unveiled: the combined riches of all billionaires in this land of America amount to $6.7 trillion. Yet, in the cycle of a single year, 2024, the federal government expended $6.75 trillion—an amount that surpasses even the totality of these amassed fortunes. Were we to gather every coin and jewel from these wealthy ones, it would not suffice to sustain the government’s desires for even one turn of the seasons.
Gaze now upon the chart of existence, dear ones, with eyes of compassion and clarity. The "wealth inequality" spoken of by the seeker named Bernie is a ripple on the surface of reality, yet he does not chant the deeper mantra of its cause. The root lies not in the hearts of men alone, but in the very nature of the coin we cling to. See how the M2 money supply, like a swelling river, rises in harmony with the treasures held by the uppermost 1%, while the humble possessions of the lower 50% trickle upward only faintly. Why, you may ask with a seeking mind? It is the Cantillon Effect—a subtle law of this realm—where those nearest the wellspring of newly birthed money reap its richest harvest.
The Federal Reserve, a mandala of private banks, weaves this web, while the government, vast and shadowed by craving, bows to its rhythm. This is a nation sculpted by the hands of bankers, sustained by their breath, and offered to their lineage. Until the money itself is healed, all else is but a fleeting distraction, a dance of maya.
Yet, place not your faith in the hands of rulers to mend this broken wheel, for those who grasp the reins of power are bound to its turning. They thrive in this impermanent order and seek not its dissolution. Liberation, dear ones, dawns through your own awakened steps—through the salvation of your own kin and spirit.
In this age, a path emerges: Bitcoin, a vessel of 21 million, finite and unyielding. No corrupt council, no cartel of greed, can swell its bounds. It is a raft to carry you across borders, a treasure no thief can seize when guarded with wisdom. Bitcoin is a shield against the decay of this system, a lotus of hope for you and your descendants, a whisper of freedom amid the chains.
Yet, alas, many wander lost, their minds clouded by the sweet poisons of distraction, fed by those who reign above. If you have journeyed this far, resting your gaze upon these words, a spark of awakening glows within you. There is still hope, dear one, for those who listen with open hearts. May you walk the path with courage and compassion, seeking liberation for all beings
#bitcoin
#nostr
Gaze now upon the chart of existence, dear ones, with eyes of compassion and clarity. The "wealth inequality" spoken of by the seeker named Bernie is a ripple on the surface of reality, yet he does not chant the deeper mantra of its cause. The root lies not in the hearts of men alone, but in the very nature of the coin we cling to. See how the M2 money supply, like a swelling river, rises in harmony with the treasures held by the uppermost 1%, while the humble possessions of the lower 50% trickle upward only faintly. Why, you may ask with a seeking mind? It is the Cantillon Effect—a subtle law of this realm—where those nearest the wellspring of newly birthed money reap its richest harvest.
The Federal Reserve, a mandala of private banks, weaves this web, while the government, vast and shadowed by craving, bows to its rhythm. This is a nation sculpted by the hands of bankers, sustained by their breath, and offered to their lineage. Until the money itself is healed, all else is but a fleeting distraction, a dance of maya.
Yet, place not your faith in the hands of rulers to mend this broken wheel, for those who grasp the reins of power are bound to its turning. They thrive in this impermanent order and seek not its dissolution. Liberation, dear ones, dawns through your own awakened steps—through the salvation of your own kin and spirit.
In this age, a path emerges: Bitcoin, a vessel of 21 million, finite and unyielding. No corrupt council, no cartel of greed, can swell its bounds. It is a raft to carry you across borders, a treasure no thief can seize when guarded with wisdom. Bitcoin is a shield against the decay of this system, a lotus of hope for you and your descendants, a whisper of freedom amid the chains.
Yet, alas, many wander lost, their minds clouded by the sweet poisons of distraction, fed by those who reign above. If you have journeyed this far, resting your gaze upon these words, a spark of awakening glows within you. There is still hope, dear one, for those who listen with open hearts. May you walk the path with courage and compassion, seeking liberation for all beings
#bitcoin
#nostr