This morning I woke up to a bunch of messages from friends. It was all about crypto and it going down.
I didn't really entertain the messages.
Because I know it'd simply be a bunch of "I told you so."
Before and that after that, it's always, "I knew a guy" and "I know a guy" respectively. And then they give their own predictions.
the clip is cut at the end, but what Terry says after is that he told his guards to escort Ocean out and to contact the police as he was sure he was in violation of his role. THAT's how you deflect some know-a-guy guy
I'm no pro trader. In fact, my trading knowledge sucks as I constantly ask around so I can learn.
I am just a writer here who has been broke as fuck before, an artist who has faith in shit others don't.
That's why I've something to say. Ima just let it all out:
People say "I told you so" just so they can mock.
They didn't predict shit.
They're just happy something they don't believe died.
People who say they know a guy usually heard it from a guy who knew a guy and nobody knows who is the original guy.
People who only talk about the money involved and how it can profit your life are gamblers.
Don't be a gambler.
See how money can enhance your life and those around you. And no, you don't exactly need profit for that.
People who shit on crypto bought some anyway.
The main reason why I am tired of listening to people shitting on Bitcoin and other coins is because they always end up buying secretly anyway.
But they're the gamblers.
What does this say about their character?
People polarize.
Everybody has different things to say all the time.
Who do you believe really?
Every time I attempt to learn and read up on crypto, I get apples and oranges. No wait, apples and pizza.
People who talk about the numbers only miss out on everything else i.e. the humans.
Progress and evolution in society come from people.
Emotions, thoughts and ideas drive everything.
So...
People miss out on faith.
In people.
In yourself.
People don't die that easily.
At my lowest, I had $33 in the bank. And I had hyperthyroidism.
I didn't die.
I mean... for real, I didn't die. Things just happen. And things will change.
You'll get more out of it if you're just more careful from now on.
I've been called crazy my whole life.
Unemployed today.
Single at 33.
Still partying and getting drunk off my ass.
Putting major value into Bboying as if my life depends on it.
Still living with my mom.
As a kid, my introverted side, which I couldn't understand then made me feel out of place.
But that's because...
My dad died.
Friends who are divorced tell me what's real in relationships.
Drunk is when I meet people and their real personalities.
Bboying and art is what makes your name last.
And then you realize that you get to be who you are.
Call your own shots.
You can do it.
It'll be fine.