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[image] If Bonk Guy has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Bonk Guy has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Bonk Guy has only one fan then that is me. If Bonk Guy has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Bonk Guy, then I am against the

[image] this is what real looks like a father stepped out from behind anonymity to show the world his daughter a child living with WWOX-related epileptic encephalopathy, one of the rarest conditions on earth a treatment is being developed right now but it needs funding before it can

[image] I’m 15. Full time crypto trader, based in my parents basement. $WAGMI based holder

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[image] G’Wagmi day 8 posting $WAGMI to a 100MC With great belief comes great responsibility because when people believe with you, your words carry more weight. At some point, it stops being about what you can build alone it becomes about what you can build together. Your actions

[image] He who is counted out writes the truest second act. The fall is but a scene the rise that is the play Doubt him not for his silence the quiet ones return loudest. They mistake the pause for the end it is but the turn of the page. WAGMI

[image] Day 6 of posting $WAGMI to $100M MC. The people who make it aren’t the ones who never doubted themselves. They’re the ones who kept moving while doubting themselves while everyone else is still waiting to feel sure. What are you still waiting to feel ready for ? We’re all

[image] Before Bitcoin. Before crypto. $GP was the first digital money we ever believed in. I was thirteen. I'd spent four months grinding Fishing on a laggy home connection just to afford a whip off the Grand Exchange. Four months of net fishing at Catherby, watching the number in my

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[image] Call it delusion if you must the gods were never sane men. He who dreams beyond reason is mocked by those who dream too small. The stars do not ask permission to shine why should he ask to rise? Let them laugh the mad ones write the future, and the sane ones read it too late.

[image] G’Wagmi No man arrives alone the path was carved by every hand that walked it before. What one dreams in silence, a thousand dream beside him, unknowing. A single flame gutters in the wind a thousand become a fire no wind can touch. Rise for it was never a question of if,