On the whole, most long term steemians still here can’t deny that the last year (and a bit) has been a bit of a defeating blow to the march of the blockchain steem spartan army into the bottleneck of acceptance to the masses.
while long play steemians have bravely held firm at the pass, the wall of dead accounts and the echos of accounts long since lost for other chains and reallife(tm) is apparent.
As for all things in life thou from the embers of the previous flames new life rises, the phoenix which fanned the flames never left, they just hunkered down, got cosy, sharpened spears and took to parchment while the cold winters of dis-connect-ed-tent took hold.
Today, we look out of that tent of inevitability however and see a new dawn a new life, a new frontier, a god damn new Starbucks probably along the battlefield of our crypto dreams — we wrying smile, we taste the air on our lips, it takes of burnt plastic and lost seed keys.
But we are positive, because we still have life, we can still buidl here, the top soil might be fucked but the core seeds underneath are solid and true, the witness nodes have been modified to run from sea sources from leaked blueprints from the sci-fi film oblivion and once more, we have evolved our relationship with nature and ourselves.
For today my brothers (and sisters) we start a new, communities has come and we must praise to the heavens that lord .htaccess see’s our fortitude and vigorous hip thrusting and chants with us, ONE OF US, ONE OF US.
the birth of the 150
We are looking for the finest of boys, men, girls, women and every binary in between, if you are willing to raise digital arms with us to the betterment of our lands, your future, our collective learning and moist secondary seconds then we want you, your skills and talents and techniques are welcomed here, the tribe to build on all tribes.
Where rules are meant to be broken, where activity begets talent, where involvement and kinship outweight popularity and uncle knobhead uncertainty — no, in these lands it’s about having the back of the next in your line, we move forward as a unit, like a crawling Beatle like engine fuelled by determination to unpack our vanity and replace it with well formed sharpen wit and inspiration.
The pack will only ever be 150 strong, no more, no less, you will know the person to your left and right, front and behind, you will know what they stand for AND YOU will know what they need, you will work to understand and build a bridge of acceptance between your views and theirs.
. .. for this is the start of the 150 manifesto.
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