Topic: Bitcoin is my saviour! - page 2. (Read 2191 times)
amen cryptogods
Is it your Lord and Saviour 
I'm not religious at all, but I do remember a quote from Jesus in the Bible:
"Man cannot serve both money and God!"
I'm not religious at all, but I do remember a quote from Jesus in the Bible:
"Man cannot serve both money and God!"
Many people here in bitcoinland seem to be quite religious with their devotion to bitcoin. That's true. I mean, it happens everywhere where people are devoted to something. Why not also bitcoin?
Is it your Lord and Saviour
I'm not religious at all, but I do remember a quote from Jesus in the Bible:
"Man cannot serve both money and God!"
I'm not religious at all, but I do remember a quote from Jesus in the Bible:
"Man cannot serve both money and God!"
syscall girl:
In MtGox did Satoshi san
A stately blockchain decree:
Where Dew, the sacred soda, ran
Through basements meaningless to man
Down to a sunless hack.
So twice five yards of coolant found
With cards and asics were girdled round;
And there were berries dry with unseemly smells,
Where blemished many a heatstroke inducing rack;
And here were fleshlights grimy, unpaid bills,
Enfolding dismal dicks of goonery.
But oh! that deep libertarianism which slanted
Down the forum athwart a fedora’d thing!
A savage place! unholy disenchanted
As e’er beneath a neckbeard face was haunted
By woman wailing for her manchild-offspring!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this girth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A choc’late wonderfall momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Bread fragments vaulted like disgusting hail,
Or lank hair beneath the flowbee’s flail:
And mid these dancing chunks at once and ever
It flung up momently the blasphem’d river.
Five miles meandering with a lazy motion
Through greasy fingers the blasphem’d river ran,
Then reached the basement meaingless to man,
And sank impotent to a feckless ocean;
And ’mid impotence Satosh heard from lud
Ancestral voices prophesying fud!
The shadow of Magic the Gath’ring
Floated midway on the slops;
Where was heard the mingled whinging
From the basement by teraflops.
It was a comedy of rare device,
A dismal gathering with shades of vice!
A camwhore with a magic wand
In a porntube once I saw:
It was a underemployed maid
And with her Hitachi she played,
Pandering to M:T Gathering.
Could I forget within me
Her sad bedside bong,
To such a deep despair ’twould kill me,
That with despair clear and wrong,
I would build that Mount of air,
That dismal Mount! that shame and vice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His missing bytes, his wallet where!
Weave a warrant round him thrice,
And close your eyes with loli dread
For he on Mountain-dew hath fed,
And drunk the Bawlz of closing price.
Source: http://buttcoin.org/poetry-bitcoin
In MtGox did Satoshi san
A stately blockchain decree:
Where Dew, the sacred soda, ran
Through basements meaningless to man
Down to a sunless hack.
So twice five yards of coolant found
With cards and asics were girdled round;
And there were berries dry with unseemly smells,
Where blemished many a heatstroke inducing rack;
And here were fleshlights grimy, unpaid bills,
Enfolding dismal dicks of goonery.
But oh! that deep libertarianism which slanted
Down the forum athwart a fedora’d thing!
A savage place! unholy disenchanted
As e’er beneath a neckbeard face was haunted
By woman wailing for her manchild-offspring!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this girth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A choc’late wonderfall momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Bread fragments vaulted like disgusting hail,
Or lank hair beneath the flowbee’s flail:
And mid these dancing chunks at once and ever
It flung up momently the blasphem’d river.
Five miles meandering with a lazy motion
Through greasy fingers the blasphem’d river ran,
Then reached the basement meaingless to man,
And sank impotent to a feckless ocean;
And ’mid impotence Satosh heard from lud
Ancestral voices prophesying fud!
The shadow of Magic the Gath’ring
Floated midway on the slops;
Where was heard the mingled whinging
From the basement by teraflops.
It was a comedy of rare device,
A dismal gathering with shades of vice!
A camwhore with a magic wand
In a porntube once I saw:
It was a underemployed maid
And with her Hitachi she played,
Pandering to M:T Gathering.
Could I forget within me
Her sad bedside bong,
To such a deep despair ’twould kill me,
That with despair clear and wrong,
I would build that Mount of air,
That dismal Mount! that shame and vice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His missing bytes, his wallet where!
Weave a warrant round him thrice,
And close your eyes with loli dread
For he on Mountain-dew hath fed,
And drunk the Bawlz of closing price.
Source: http://buttcoin.org/poetry-bitcoin
Greed in this world? 
I guess you won't exactly having much fun around here if you can't stand greed. People in Bitcoinland are not only here for improving humanity. Most of them want to improve their wallets!
I guess you won't exactly having much fun around here if you can't stand greed. People in Bitcoinland are not only here for improving humanity. Most of them want to improve their wallets! 
Suggestions welcome
Drop out of college, take your student loan money, buy bitcoin with cash in person. Use a prepaid "burner" phone with a fake name on the account, pay in cash. Throw it away after the transaction is complete. Don't touch the money for at least 18 months. Never repay your debt.Your credit score will be trashed. Worry not, this will soon be irrelevant. The banks will go bust. Enjoy your future of liberty and wealth.
Yours in compassion and solidarity,
World Citizen Beliathon
Hey,
This is a nice one
Are writing other things? Are you a good writer? Have wrote any articles before?
I might be interested in your writing for one thing( little project) I am thinking about.
Please PM me with another examples of your work.
May be you have to make little change of the end poem
BR
Gondel
This is a nice one
Are writing other things? Are you a good writer? Have wrote any articles before?
I might be interested in your writing for one thing( little project) I am thinking about.
Please PM me with another examples of your work.
May be you have to make little change of the end poem
BR
Gondel
Nice piece of poetry, the rhymes are a bit elementary but I liked it, well done
In this world bred with greed,
I belong to debt enslaved creed,
caught in this middle class prison
commitments without any reason
I belong to a developing nation,
filled with corruption and inflation.
even my bones pain from exploitation
always in a desire for exaltation.
Along came internet,
but only to connect,
Along came social network
To rob our personal stuff
Yet this new ray of promise
a decentralized marvel of mathematics
I see a religion of the free,
To financial freedom I spree!
If trajectory truly goes to moon
The pleasures of wealth blurs my mind
I dare, call Satoshi my Almighty
and bitcoin my saviour!
This is just written after a tiresome day at the end of college!
I am trying to improve!
Suggestions welcome
I belong to debt enslaved creed,
caught in this middle class prison
commitments without any reason
I belong to a developing nation,
filled with corruption and inflation.
even my bones pain from exploitation
always in a desire for exaltation.
Along came internet,
but only to connect,
Along came social network
To rob our personal stuff
Yet this new ray of promise
a decentralized marvel of mathematics
I see a religion of the free,
To financial freedom I spree!
If trajectory truly goes to moon
The pleasures of wealth blurs my mind
I dare, call Satoshi my Almighty
and bitcoin my saviour!
This is just written after a tiresome day at the end of college!
I am trying to improve!
Suggestions welcome
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