#sovereign
Many nations of the world have a
Sovereign Wealth Fund to hold value
Over many years for the country’s people.
Just as with individual savings, it’s a problem
When much value is lost through debasement.
Nations need a savings tool that holds value!
Therefore
Many nations and states are adopting bitcoin
For a part of their sovereign wealth fund so
That the value is preserved for generations.
Bitcoin is independent of any one nation,
Permissionless, decentralized, liquid,
Easy to store, and highly secure.
Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 12:54 PM UTC
When you’re weary of inflation
And you want to cry and pout
Take a stand, and take a step
Get Bitcoin, and opt out
Are you tired of censorship,
Where your freedom is in doubt?
Make a concrete choice today
Get Bitcoin, and opt out
Do you want more hope in life?
More confidence, strong & stout?
Then choose accountability
Get Bitcoin, and opt out
When you’re sick of seigniorage
This theft that comes with “clout”
You can claim your power now
Get Bitcoin, and opt out
Bitcoin provides a better way
So stand up with joy and shout
That it remains permissionless
Get Bitcoin, and opt out
Sep 2, 2024
Sep 2, 2024 at 11:39 AM UTC
The fence isn’t intended for sitting.
Why hesitate to choose a side?
It’s only just a hop this way or the other.
The fence – claiming a no-man’s wasteland.
Still, you can’t stay for so long
or you end up perched right there
again, and again. The foliage appears
so green and vibrant on that side.
And yet, on this side, it feels altogether more real.
If you hop down here or there,
still, you’re in the yard; still,
you’re playing and making a choice to live.
But the fence? I see
there's a watching, but where is the living?
Where is your truth?
Fences only define edges,
they can’t create truth.
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 11:50 AM UTC
you are in violation
if i was you i'd let me go
you touch me i will have to use force
up to and including fatal force
hahahahaha
i am a sovereign citizen
who's laughing now
who's laughing
do it then big girl!
do it right now!
aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
i am a sovereign citizen
what jurisdiction is this then
not a person or individual
i'm a man!
hahaha
i am a sovereign citizen
who's laughing now
who's laughing
i need your name and badge number right now
this is an assault this here is an assault
aaaaahhhhh help me help me help me!!!!
a sovereign citizen!
five million dollars!
aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
i do not consent!
i do not consent!
i need to see your badge
i need to see your badge now
are you assaulting me?
are you assaulting me?
aaaahhhh!!!
you are assaulting me!
aaaahhhh!!!
so, you are detaining me?
sir? are you detaining me?
so, you are detaining me!
help me help me help me!
i am a sovereign citizen
that is not my food stamp card!
i am a sovereign citizen!
as a man
what right do you have
to stop another man??
name and badge number
name and badge number
name and badge number!
aaaahhhh!!!!
i am a sovereign citizen!
i am not driving i'm traveling
i am telling you to stand down!
aaaahhhh!!!!!
i am a sovereign citizen
sov·er·eign
/ˈsäv(ə)rən/
royalty
numismatics
roman catholic church
noun
1.
a supreme ruler, especially a monarch.
cit·i·zen
/ˈsidizən,ˈsidisən/
noun
noun: citizen; plural noun: citizens
a legally recognized subject or national of a state or commonwealth, either native or naturalized.
Nov 3, 2021
Nov 3, 2021 at 1:48 AM UTC
I greet you like a new shore with a wave that says hi and bye together.
Somewhere in between, I entertained the idea that we might have met on a train in Seattle once. We sat sideways on the edge of a deep conversation, staring out the window as the rain did the talking.
My mantra is an old Samurai teaching: defeat who you were yesterday. I told myself that I'll have something to say to you by tomorrow.
I write stuff down for inner peace. The pen is my sword.
I got it. When the pandemic is over, let's order clam chowder in lidded to-go cups and meet at the edge of a pier where ships leave. After a while, the sight of departure takes on a charm of its own.
I can talk to you more freely on higher ground, like a rooftop. Or a train platform overlooking uptown Chicago. It will feel like we've risen above the noise.
I make a pretty good penpal. I also have anime hair. And an enviable Samurai sword collection.
Do abs still count?
My brain is in great shape. Don't mind if the thoughts floating out of it are going over your head. It's better than going over heels. That would be hopelessly romantic.
Dating apps remind me of a formula in astronomy that says the odds of intelligent life beyond Earth are a statistical impossibility. Still, you can't help but look up on dark nights asking if you're alone.
I want to say I met a girl who I began writing about, the kind that doesn't just smile at you to be polite. Consider this an invitation to write back.
You'll get my name then,
-Annonymously Yours
Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 9:21 AM UTC
Second Sight
by Michael R. Burch
I never touched you—
that was my mistake.
Deep within,
I still feel the ache.
Can an unformed thing
eternally break?
***
Now, from a great distance,
I see you again
not as you are now,
but as you were then—
eternally present
and Sovereign.
Keywords/Tags: distance, separation, hesitancy, unsureness, vacillation, unsurety, heartache, heartbreak, presence, sovereign
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 3:41 AM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 34
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
My Divine birth and moral death, in-between this two puzzle,
My dear soul, is dangling, my dear soul is sovereign’
I naturally born, before my noble birth.,
And died instantly before my noble death.
My Birth naturally obtains divine mercy of my Creator!
And peaceful death is inevitable.
In between my noble Divine birth and moral death,
My dear soul, is dangling precariously.
My dear soul, heartily enjoy a unique way of dear life.
and to voluntarily undergo the confirmed death.
My divine birth and death cant be compared equally,
In between my gentle birth and moral death,
My dear soul, is dangling precariously.
In my divine birth my active life
Dearly want to perform optimally a several journey.
And it will merely rest with my moral death.
In my moral death, my dear soul
Willingly experience the solitary journey to hereafter,
And it will merely start on the rare day of moral judgement!
In between my divine birth and moral death
My dear soul, is dangling precariously.
Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 3:32 AM UTC
expectations crowded my mind in the days when my desperation was sorta high.
it felt like i fitted in with the rest, fitted into their league of rash lovers and surface swimmers.
it started with a "had enough."
which led to me having to rush and led to my second decision and then it hit me hard on me but yet so soft and subtle--it seemed to be.
bothering and confusing, assumptions were made.
And they tormented me yesterday and the day before, and the day before....it nearly got me today.
i saw ________ again and i chose to shut my eyes, just not completely, i chose to slip by but not ignoring the fact that i knew ________ saw me at the corners of ___ eye.
i didn't even wave goodbye or smiled a "hi".
sigh, how could i forget, the making of a moon?
a laughter that made me cringe and sin,
a memory that never seems to fade away, a lasting portrait still swings in my mind today.
only when i see _____.
if i don't know i have let ___ down already, when ___ expected a nicely wrapped gift from me.
my heart and my chest was tied tightly together, and i seem to be unable to breathe, and i seem to pause only to know that i am sinking in, bre e e eeeeeeeee a t hing in.
i place them into
your hands,
i do not know what will happen, but i am rest assured in your plans.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 10:33 AM UTC
I pray that you will daily see
The God who fashioned you and me
Who formed the stars and gave us breath
Who’s sovereign over life and death
He is supreme and He is Love
Fulfills His purpose from Above
A Grand Design! A Perfect Plan!
Holding all things in His hand
His care is deep; His pleasures, sweet
Into which I pray you’ll sink
Deep and deep…and deeper still
Adore Him always; seek His will
He calls you “child” – loves you much
And so much so He loved you such:
When you were yet a rebel to
The heart of God, Christ died for you
A chosen soul, a chosen Bride
“Born that man no more may die!”
He gave His life for all His Sheep
He sowed it all that we might reap
Might reap new life and strength to run
To glorify God’s Only Son
To speak of Truth and sing with joy:
“In death, death has been destroyed!”
So, see the riches of His grace
By which you have beheld His face
He opened your blind eyes to see
Now daily look, and with Him, be
He’ll hold you safe until the end
No one can ****** you from His hand
He runs to meet you – draws you near
And daily whispers, “Do not fear”
.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
Sleepless nights all dark and gray
No end in sight as I become prey
To the creeping abyss that coincides
With the restless struggle behind my eyes
Don't give in I want to scream
My strength is more than just a dream
While faith eludes me and hope dwindles to a spark
My cries for freedom still ring clear through the dark
Clarity is found with every step taken
Towards healing a mind the darkness has shaken
I rise from a Hell of disdain and despair
To find the glowing light of sovereignty
And know my salvation lies there
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 12:28 PM UTC
There is a blue bird sitting on
a fence post, faded,
staring at a fatherly-made
house.
Entry is refused as the belongings
(or leftover garbage)
from the previous occupants is still obtained.
This must be what it is like
to lose your virginity!
I have been trying to find
the sense of home
drowning in our separated garage.
It's never as strong as I hope
or believe it will be
and that's fine.
This is acceptance.
Nothing is bullet-proof,
but predator-resistant.
Spoonfuls of courage must have been
fed to me
willingly
in my sleep
for today I am no victim.
On this day, I am no longer chained
to the inferiority
pressed upon me.
I am free.
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
You can’t deny what is justified
Neither the wrists that were crucified
And at the peak of His sovereign grace
And the crown that pierced the top of His face
And we destroyed in our eyes a chunk of mud
And yet; He saved the souls of Adams blood
He forgave our ignorance and tall some grew
And many today through Him become new
We were granted a gift you see
One so unnatural it shouldn’t be
We know it so well it’s like we don’t care
But truth is you look at what else He’ll spare
You glance at the list and we’re bottom to top
And everything else is washed with a mop
So may it never be! As Paul would say
To belittle such a privileged way
I can’t save you from your delay
But sovereign is the Lord through Him you may
The invitation is written in us now
And it’s your choice where you’ll be when our knees will bow
Maybe I’m saying this a little too lightly
Understand when you’re given a rope, you should hold on tightly
For crying out loud do you still not comprehend
That others given a soul aren’t lent a hand
as a being in God’s creation alone
and made to accept a debtless loan
Through a process foreign to things known
And here we lie guilty and not blown
In all evil is God given wrath
No escape from a hopeless death
So as not so mind-opening as I wanted to be
Think to yourself about this significance and see
What we live in this life is passionately hated and despised
But yet it’s still your choice to either be loved or denied
For our helpless minds were those wrists crucified
You can’t deny what is justified
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 4:09 AM UTC