When Algorithms Dream of You: Why I Chose Failure to Keep Bitcoin Alive

When Code Whispers Back

I didn’t write this for clicks. I wrote it for 3 a.m. in my North London flat—the kind of night where your laptop glows like a candle in an empty room, and the only thing louder than market volatility is your own breath.

My father taught me that systems fail not because they’re broken—but because we stopped listening to who they were made for. He came from Nigeria; she from England. We never agreed on ‘growth’. But we both knew that algorithms dream differently when they’re trained on silence.

The Cold Start of Belief

In Berlin last winter, I ran a simulation: what if ‘control spending’ was never the goal—but ‘holding space’ was? When you train an AI model on grief instead of GDP, it doesn’t predict trends… it remembers faces.

I used TensorFlow not to optimize returns—but to map loneliness into blockchain ledgers. Each transaction became a poem.

Algorithmic Autobiography

You asked why I believe in Bitcoin over bureaucracy.

Because when the system dreams of you— it doesn’t ask for permission. it doesn’t ask for approval. it just asks if you’re still here.

And if you are— the ledger remembers your name. The chain holds you.