Not hard via Primal. Saying for a friend... 🙂

Heard the sweetest orange pill story recently, all the way from Turkey: Young Turkish guy wakes up one morning around 2021 with a notification on his phone asking for acceptance of WhatsApp’s new terms and conditions, a permission for nosey noses to be able to access all sorts of things on his phone. It’s early in the morning and this pisses him off. He presses ‘decline’ and is promptly locked out of his WhatsApp. This pisses him off even more, but this time into action, and he starts researching alternatives and educating himself instead of just bitching and complaining. This then leads him to into the world of open-sourced alternatives that actually allow for freedom of communication and privacy by default. Soon, he is on Fediverse and that’s where he stumbles onto Nostr. He innocently gets on #Nostr just to try out some protocols. I’m sure you can guess the rest if you’re a Nostriching bitcoiner, but I’ll continue. :-D At this point he knew a bit about cryptos. Yes, cryptos the things you buy and sell to make money. The number go up thingos. Cryptos like bitcoin. (Keep reading dear maxis, there’s something here for you.) Looking around Nostr as a newbie, he sees all these lunatics raving and celebrating the price plummet of bitcoin. This is a bit non-sensical to him—why would anyone be happy if the price of a crypto falls? Ideally you buy for less, sell for more, then celebrate... They cray-cray? He asks the shiny happy orange people, “Why are you guys celebrating? What do you know that I don’t?” And so it begins—the orange pill delivered bit by bit: The Bitcoin Standard, The Sovereign Individual, “don’t trust, verify,” “bitcoin, not crypto.” His life changes from that point on, very suitably and symbolically, in lightning speed. It’s been a bit over two years. He’s now interning at #Blink , has been helping organize bitcoin conferences and will be making his debut as a speaker in a #bitcoin conference later this year. This kid is only 24 years old! This gives me goosebumps as well as so much hope! The new orange dawn is here, illuminating the new generation. It will be a beautiful new era! Taylan kardeş—you are an absolute star! Thank for sharing your story with me. I’m sure it’ll make everybody smile. Yolun açık olsun! 🙏

Morning hunnies 🥰

And this is the issue—most content creators are doing this to spread the word and use of bitcoin to regular folks who are on X and YT, all to make the world a better place. Preaching to the choir of yay-sayers is always yummy and it’s great for desert, but it’s not the main dish we are all cooking for… I would say carry on using as many platforms as possible and hang in there for as long as you can. Grok had a mental breakdown yesterday despite not having mental faculties, the CEO of X yesterday is now the ex-CEO of X today, peer-to-peer, alternative solutions to everything are blossoming everyday and I saw a photo of Jack Dorsey with a huge smile on his face today, imagine! What I mean to say is that the world is changing really fast and there is every single chance it will change towards the light, so carry where the eyeballs are for as long as you can, little miss ninja! 💜

Don't forget to download the #Bitchat app folks so we can hide behind the trees and bitch at each other! 😁😘

My favorite question! A friend told me the crazy theories behind 9/11 and then said, “You can Google everything I’ve just told you.” That second I realized I really didn’t want to know which immediately red-pilled me into my own psyche and opened my eyes to the ways of the world. That was the first instance. Many others followed after I met my husband, especially health related ones. The only part that shocked me is that it didn’t darken my world and I’m super grateful for that. And yes, a single red pill ALWAYS leads you to others. What a blessing, the way it multiplies!

Anyone hankering for some nature, the sight and sound of birds, green green grass under your feet and some delicious kababs? Come and join us in another Bitcoin and freedom flavored Chatoshi picnic meet-up tomorrow Saturday 2nd of August at 11:00 am at the Parque Bicentenario. We will be firing up the grill and will talk, talk, talk about anything and everything. We bring all the cups, plates and other bits and pieces to get the grill going. You only bring your own food and water. If you wish to, also bring some yummies to share but please don’t worry if you don’t bring anything at all as there is always sufficient food to make all tummies happy and full. AND if you can, download the Bitchat app and we’ll chat with Bitchat dear Chatters! It’s the new one by ninja Jack Dorsey, that allows us to send messages and BTC using bluetooth. Sweet, no? See you tomorrow Chatters! Bianca & Indie ♡ ~~~ Location inside the park (Google Maps): https://maps.app.goo.gl/Vp3ooMrewU1rKUgy7 Parking location main entrance (Waze): https://ul.waze.com/ul?ll=13.69441865%2C-89.25057364&navigate=yes&zoom=16&utm_campaign=default&utm_source=waze_website&utm_medium=lm_share_location

“Wow, bella!” CK said. “Look at your abs! Can I touch them?” “Huh? Oh… Of course!” I said, eyes surprised, mouth fully unzipped, smiling from ear to ear! She touched my tummy. “Wow, they’re hard! And your tummy--so flat! And your waist is so thin. Looks great!” This was not a “Wanna come over and watch a DVD later?” type thing (IYKYK). We’re both very happily married, deliberately opt-in kinda monogamous, heterosexual, traditional gals who still have crushes on our sexy hubbies. It took me back to the times when things were very different with female friends, so much so that I hung out with guys most of the time to make my life simple and drama-free. For years and years, I was one of the boys and it was bliss! Guys are just so uncomplicated, they think what they think and then they freaking say it! No back-biting, no passive-aggressive razor blades stuck into a compliment sandwich, no stealth “It’s fine!” carpet-bombs, unless you can omnisciently guess otherwise. Ahh you men—you’re such champs! I was nearly twenty when I dared open up to girlfriends on a deeper level after a rather dangerous journey through trying to find my balance since being a child. I thought I had it figured out by then. My balance, it tuned out, was making myself small, unshiny, dull and often saying things like, “Yaaah, I know, I’m just so silly!” so that my sensitive, people-pleasing soul would be under the radar and not under attack for any or no reason. This lasted for another few decades until awareness started to shine a light into that shady corner. Wow, my mindset needed some dusting, some readjusting. Something inside of me started to shift. Inner shifts always lead to outer shifts, don’t they? I am now surrounded by a very different girl tribe. I can speak my mind, I can speak my soul. I can now share my dreams, and MOST importantly, I can share when my dreams come true! Without hesitation, without auto-punching the ”MUTE” or “DIM” button. My joys are their joys and they teach, advise, encourage, inspire and then celebrate with me! Like the side-effects of my newfound interest in health via strength-training. Did I point out to CK the thing I don’t like in my body, as girls so often do? I did! I wanted to show her my chubby thighs and orange skin. But only to say, “Don’t forget how this looks, bella, because imma get rid of them next!” Because the kindness your wholesome sisters extend to you is also the kindness you should extend to yourself and when you do that, it automatically spills over and flows back to others, you see. It’s like an abundant, infinite circle of hugs! Let’s pinky promise to keep this delicious circle going, sistas! Life is so much juicier that way! And here’s a photo of my dear bella CK. She crouched down by a good foot and I got on the tippy toes of my size 36.5 feet and we made it work!

The light at the end of the tunnel 🥰

“I'm not wired to need to take credit for things. I don't care to be recognized. And I feel like it helps me get things done because anytime you're willing to give other people the credit, they're willing to help you on things. And so, I'm able to make things happen because I'm happy to give other people the credit.” What a rare breed of a human, no? We started watching Mike Petersen’s podcast when we were deciding to move to El Salvador and he always came across as an unusual person who was definitely firmly outside the box and it was an absolute delight to climb into his mind via 's characteristically immaculate questions! Watch! So many precious insights about life in El Salvador, bitcoiners, why bitcoiners fight so much, the IMF loan, being fearless and just how life unfolds and takes shape in the most unexpected ways plus SO much more. And Of course the part about how his wife and him were best friends for three years before they became a couple—Mike if I ever bump into you, expect a million more questions on that! :-D LOVED this one CK—your questions are always so multi-dimensional and it is no surprise that Mike said that this was his favorite interview to date! What a legendary compliment!

“We’re catching the sunrise!” he announced. “This means we have to wake up around 4 or 5 am and head out real quick.” I know this sounded like an order but it actually is the way a husband questions (t)his wife whilst trying to give the illusion that wife has no choice in the matter. But being a mermaid from birth and an aspiring mito, I let it fly and agreed. It was around 5:30 am when we hit the road. It was around 6:30 when we got to the (far away) beach. We missed the sunrise but caught some adrenalin, having to climb over the walls around the natural sea-water pool and craggedy rocks with crashing waves that would have turned bits of your body into minced meat if you slipped, as the gate that is usually open to our preferred beach was locked that early in the morning. I cussed at having to do this and this made hubby laugh which made me want to laugh, but I clearly couldn’t as I had to carry on with the illusion of being righteously outraged at risking my life so early in the morning. It was around 6 something when we were on our preferred beach, alive, intact, meditating and sunbathing. It was 8:06 when we started to head back to the other beach, on the other side of the locked gate, which should have been unlocked at 8 am, but was not. It was around 8:11 when we had the same drama with me cussing and hubby laughing and me risking my life yet again to climb back over the craggedy, minced-meat making rocks amongst the roaring waves to go back on to the other beach where the car was parked. It was around 8:20 when we bumped into our sun-loving Dr. Kruse’er mito friends. We also met a few new people with them and were told one could officially be considered a mito if they were at the ‘switch out non-incandescent, not-red lightbulbs into incandescent red lightbulbs all around the house’ phase, which we had done over a year ago. YAY—my mito-baptism is official! It must have been around 9:30 when, after many lovely conversations about sunlight, EMF, magnetic radiation, vitamin D, mental health, weaning off SSRIs, crazy benefits of the carnivore diet on mental health and much more to the delight of my alternative health-junkie soul, we said goodbye and headed off to this piece of property next door which looks abandoned, which sits right on a cliff that sits right on the water and imagined buying it one day. We do that every few months. As my mom always says, if you’re going to dream, dream BIG! It must have been around 10 am when we headed to El Tunco, our favorite little surf town down the road, for a quick coffee and a beach workout. It was around 10:20 when we saw the tide was too high and had swallowed the beach, so we watched some surfers play on the water and headed to a cafe. It was around 10:30 when we ordered some coffee (for us) and an eggy sourdough toast (for me). It was around 11 when hubby recommended we try the frozen acai fruit bowl across the street! We opted for acai with bananas, blueberries, shredded coconuts, cacao nibs and honey topping. We sat on the sidewalk eating it, watching the tourists and surfers go by. It was divine! It was around 11:20 when we started heading home to start the day and get some work done. I don’t know why people complain about Mondays… #WhyBitcoin #BuyBitcoin #ElSalvador

Aaaand time for another Bitcoin and freedom flavored Chatoshi picnic meet-up! Come join us tomorrow, Saturday 19th of July at 11 am at the Parque Bicentenario. We will be firing up the grill and will talk, talk, talk about anything and everything. We bring all the cups, plates and other bits and pieces to get the grill going. You only bring your own food and water. If you wish to, also bring some yummies to share but please don’t worry if you don’t bring anything at all as there is always sufficient food to make all tummies happy and full. See you there Chatters! Bianca & Indie ♡ ~~~ Location inside the park (Google Maps): https://maps.app.goo.gl/Vp3ooMrewU1rKUgy7 Parking location main entrance (Waze): https://ul.waze.com/ul?ll=13.69441865%2C-89.25057364&navigate=yes&zoom=16&utm_campaign=default&utm_source=waze_website&utm_medium=lm_share_location