Submitted by SHILL on Aug. 7, 2018, 5:43 p.m.

I HAVE A DREAM

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest naturally occuring flood of people into a forum in the history of our internet.

4 score years ago, a great supposedly chink or jap, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, made his first bitcoin. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of niggas who had been over shadowed in the flames of our government. It came as a joyous sight to see a bitcoin go from $0 to $20,000. It ended the long night of their captivity.

But the years before, the niggas were still not free. At the time, the lifes of the niggas were still sadly crippled by chains of a great and long battle of addictions and hiding from laws. And years later, the niggas still lived on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of africa. Even today, the niggas are still languished in the corners of dark net society and find themselves exiles in thier own land. And so we've come here today to talk a little bit about how bitcoin will save our lifes.

In a sense we've listened to our nation's capital that drugs are bad. When the architects of our minds wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing on a piece of marijuana paper. This note was a promise that all men, yes, niggas as well as white men (in the near future) , would be guaranteed the "3 hots and a cot" in "a steel animal cage" for smoking weed or not paying their "taxes". It is obvious today that America has kept its word on this promissory note, insofar for her citizens of all colors are concerned. Instead of changing this sacred obligation, other people, mostly drug dealers, have told the niggas about a better way, a way that will always come back marked "sufficient funds."

But we believe that the "bank of justice" is slowly getting bankrupt. We believe in this coin that is slowly filtering in funds in the great wallets of opportunity of the internet. And so, we've come to HODL this coin, a coin that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot in reddit to remind the handles of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of Fentanyl. Now is the time to buy the dip. Now is the time to rise from the darknet and desolate onions of anonominity to the sunlit path of financial freedom and Lamborghinis. Now is the time to lift our friends from the quicksands of the american government to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of the anonymous redditors.

It would be fatal for the anonymous gangstas to not ride the fins of the whales. This last drop of 50% gave the niggas legitimate discontent. It will not pass until there is another bull run up to the moon. 2009 was the end to "money", and a beginning to BTC. And those that know, knew the niggas needed to blow off the steam because of realized losses will have a rude awakening if they do not buy back in when bitcoin returns to business as usual. And there will be neither sleep nor tranquility in any 24 hour exchange until the niggas all have all the Lamborghinis and drugs they want without a repressive government . The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of freedom emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice and freedom: In the process of gaining our bitcoin, we must not feel guilty of our wrongful deeds. Are they wrong? Or did they just tell us they are wrong? Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by taking another shot. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of business is business. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence and money. And this might just be the way. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of the moon.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the niggas communities must not lead us to a distrust of all of the people, for many of our brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot do business in person.

And as we trade, we must make the pledge that we shall always stay anonymous.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of "money", "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the nigga is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of partying non stop, cannot gain eassier access to attaining the finer things in life. **We cannot be satisfied as long as the niggas's basic mobility is from a smaller honda to a larger Lamborghini. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: "Cash Only."** We cannot be satisfied as long as a nigga in Mississippi cannot trade without taxes and a nigga in New York believes his vote actually meant anything but a fairy tails dream. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "BTC gets spent, and social security numbers are washed away".


I am not unmindful that some of you may have come here out of great trials and tribulations. We all have, my friends. Some of you have come fresh out the jail. And some of you have come from mommy's basement -- and your quest for freedom left you withered with hate and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You are the veterans of the way onto total social freedom. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to your work, go back to normal lives, go back to they told you, go back to mommys basement, go back to "normality", go back to the "cash" and ghetto ass shit provided by "our" government and chinese people, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the biggest dip of the year, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of dips and spikes, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the Satoshi Nakamoto's dream.

I have a dream that one day the world will rise up and live out the true meaning of its destiny: "We HODL these Coins, All coins are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the subreddits of reddit, the sons of the former enslaved minds and the sons of former government workers will be able to use the captchas provided together.

I have a dream that one day even in the state of North Dakota, a state sweltering with stank of shit, sweltering with the heat of stupidity for living there, will be transformed into an oasis of bliss and justice.

I have a dream that my four little niglets will one day live in a world where they will not be judged by the amount in their wallet but by how good they look on a scale of 1-10.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Texas, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his tanning salon skin with the words of "Walls" and "Prisons" -- one day right there in Texas little niglet boys and niglet girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers of the coin.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every shitcoin shall be exalted, and every bitcoin shall be raised to the moon, the scammers like AERO (Wallstreet) will be brought to light, and the XMR will be soley be used by shadey people; "and the glory of the BTC shall be revealed and "cash" will now be BITCOIN."

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to {redacted} with.

With this faith, we will be able to make these coins reach the moon. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling pennys of our brothers creation into a beautiful syncing of online wallets. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to send bitcoin for whatever, to never struggle together again, to never go to jail together again, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will all be free one day to trade without fear of jail without paying our "taxes".

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of the worlds children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My Bitcoin 'tis of thee, sweet land of HODLing, of thee I sing. Internet where my fathers HODL, land of the Silk Road pride, From every internet connection, let freedom ring!

And if the world is to be a great nation, this must become reality.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of running your own node.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of Bitfinex.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Binance.

Let freedom ring from the RIP Rockies of BTC-E.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of Bittrex.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Local Bitcoins.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Local Monero.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, for now let HODLing ring.

And when this happens, and when we allow SOLDing ring, when we use coin from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to spend up whatever coins for daily transactions all anonymouslly tax free. When all of God's children, niggas and white men, Jews and be a jew HODL, Catholics and Hindus, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old nigga spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank Bitcoin Almighty, we are free at last!


(Copyright 2018, Some Anonymous Drug Dealer)

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