The Triffin Dilemma shows the conflict
    Between a nation’s domestic monetary
        Policy and international obligations when
            Its money is the global reserve currency.
                The US must supply dollars globally to
                    Meet demand, leading to trade deficits
                        And issues such as inflation and debt.
                            Therefore
                        Bitcoin offers a potential solution by
                    Operating outside of any one nation.  
                As a decentralized currency, it halts
            The need for any one country to bear
        The burden of reserve currency status.
    Bitcoin’s fixed supply stops inflation and
The global reach serves every nation.

I'm talking to you;
Is it because I have to
Or because I want to?
I'm talking to you;
Is it to understand you
Or so I am understood?
I'm talking to you;
Is it that I like you
Or that I don't?
I'm taking to you;
Is it to hear myself
Or to be heard?
Is it solely from the verb
Or by the noun?
In this rhetoric,
Is it mine or ours or yours?
In this dialogue,
Is it gossip, chitchat, or conversation?
By the course of it
Is it chance, choice, or demand?
I'm talking to you
Or I'm talking with you?

A wise man once said,
if you want to allow yourself a bread,
you need to know how to sell yourself
when he found my dusty grey shelf.

Young Me asked — “What is it that I need to sell,”

and he responded,

“sell your laugh
with a mouthful of pebbles in your mouth,
then sprawl your wings of a moth
and mimic a butterfly,”

“But, that's All I have left!” Young me screeched -
protecting the only vanity I possessed,
which I put on the market so cheap, so priceless
to those who never will to pay,
but I demanded the bidding too high
to those who gave me
a worthless charity,
a careless pity.

The cruelty of the the human mind-
To lose, to keep, to hide, to find
Half our life be only true
If somehow the mind allows it to...

To forget; well sadly nothing truly competes
for it's the most merciless of our minds feats:
Nothing can be real
if your memory can't on cue:
Regurgitate information,
ephemerally true.

To perform, to recite, to repeat, and understand-
through blackness- pathetic, forget it, regret it
Oh how the mind cruelly demands.

full oblivion
or demand of consciousness
i am i am i

if love could say anything
it will demand
answers
from those
who used the name of love
for hurting a heart
where love bloomed

Enervated with these demands of
needing explanations to everything
she had done.
She was worn out, until her nose bled
her heart pounded, her ears rang and
her eyes turned white
— She was almost out of breath.

Did you even bother to know this?

Because the very first thing
people would ask to her
wasn’t “How do you feel on this?”
But, “What is your contribution on this?”