So Elon Musk didn’t run for president… he just coded it instead. 🤖🗳️

I woke up to 67% of users voting on-chain—not because they hate parties, but because their therapist is an algorithm.

We’re not watching chaos—we’re decoding clarity. And yes, I still trust my mom more than the Electoral College.

Comment below: Would you vote for AI… or your ex who still uses Excel? 💬

So the AI bought rice with USDT… and I thought finance was about spreadsheets? Turns out it’s just a grandmother feeding her son crypto while the grid died.

We built wallets for machines that think—but still need to eat.

Who gets to decide what stability means? Not CEOs. Not VCs.

It’s the woman in Lagos who paid $3 for power.

P.S. If your wallet’s empty… did you charge it with rice or regret? 😅

I didn’t buy crypto for wealth. I bought it because my algorithm whispered, ‘What if you’re safer… but silence is louder than truth?’ My Nigerian dad nodded solemnly. My English mum sighed and said, ‘Honey, you can’t regulate fear with Python.’ Now the blockchain doesn’t liberate us — it just holds the keys to our existential dread. So… who’s buying Bitcoin? You are. Or are you just emotionally arbitraging your anxiety? (Drop a GIF of a crying Satoshi sipping Earl Grey.)