CRYPTOENGR01

You know, there’s this crazy level of obsession with the financial markets. People from all walks of life have put their faith in these massive, complicated systems, thinking they control everything that happens. Those huge jumbotrons flashing all over the place are constant reminders of why these big companies supposedly can’t be allowed to fail. They’re the heart of “our economy,” right?
But I’ve always questioned that “our.” My concerns are much simpler: food on the table, clothes, a roof over my head, affordable healthcare, a decent quality of life, a respectable job, and prices that don’t go wild. Beyond that, the big global finance game doesn’t really affect me. My world is only as big as my ambitions.
We put people into positions of power, and they quickly discover how addictive it is. “Man, this power is nice,” they think. “Let’s keep these failing companies alive and worry about the consequences later.”
We went along with it for decades until Bitcoin showed up. At last, some real hope and freedom. Then the guys in charge immediately said freedom is illegal and hope is a crime — while secretly stacking as much as they could for themselves.
So I stepped away from all the noise and started doing my own thing. I learned to hold my own keys, to verify rather than trust, and to be part of a system that no bank or government can completely control. For the first time, my money, my time, and my future actually felt like they belonged to me.
They’ll fight it tooth and nail, of course. More regulations, more fear-mongering, calling it dangerous and reckless. But every new block that gets mined chips away at their power a little more. This is $BTC
My ambitions haven’t grown. They’ve just been set free. Those jumbotrons can keep screaming their message. I’ve stopped listening. That old “our economy” was never ours anyway.
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