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@ Carl Tuckerson
2025-04-25 18:35:27By Carl Tuckerson, - He Distributes Zines About Bitcoin at Farmer’s Markets
It started during a cacao ceremony in Topanga Canyon.
It wasn’t a choice. It was a cosmic calling.
I was journaling on decolonized papyrus in a reclaimed yurt when a fellow anarcho-herbalist whispered the word: Bitcoin.
Instantly, the Earth trembled. My chakras aligned like a DAO. My Wi-Fi became self-aware and connected directly to the blockchain of justice.
I didn’t “buy” Bitcoin. I spiritually bartered for it using emotional labor and ethically harvested mushrooms.
To me, Bitcoin isn’t about money. It’s about radical trustlessness in a trust-starved world. It’s mutual aid with a transaction ID. It’s non-binary gold that hates banks more than I hate brunch gentrification.
People say it’s volatile. I say: so was Harriet Tubman.
Bitcoin wasn’t just a currency. It was a call to decolonize my portfolio.
I didn’t “invest.”I participated in mutual liberation through cryptographic solidarity.
I mine it with solar panels made from shattered glass ceilings. My minor is unionized. My cold wallet is buried beneath a sacred grove, guarded by a community owl named Judith. Every transaction I make burns a sage stick and sends 3.5% to a reparations fund for digital land acknowledgment servers. And every transaction includes a land acknowledgment in the memo line.
Bitcoin is the only currency that vibrates at the frequency of abolition. It is the drum circle of finance. The fist raised in protest inside a spreadsheet.
So yeah. That’s how I got into Bitcoin.
While you were chasing yield, I was burning incense on the blockchain of liberation.
Now my bitcoin is woke, and so am I.
🪙💫 #ProofOfConsciousness
originally posted at https://stacker.news/items/959199