The market is a mirror.

It reflects what men desire.

What is loathed will be left unsold.

What is loved, men will labor for.

We shape the shelves with our longings.

We build the world by what we’re willing to chase.

In a free market, this is holy.

Each choice a prayer,

each price a signal,

each trade a whisper of the soul.

The market, at its best,

reveals us—

our wants, our hopes, our values.

But what happens

when the scale is rigged?

When some may conjure wealth from nothing

while others bleed for every cent?

When money is no longer earned,

but issued?

When purchasing power is siphoned

from the crowd to the crown?

Then the mirror cracks.

Then the reflection distorts.

Then the market no longer shows man—

but his manipulation.

He no longer shapes the economy;

it shapes him.

He no longer chooses;

he reacts.

He no longer desires freely;

he hungers under pressure.

Cheap goods flood his life,

but meaning grows scarce.

He trades time for trinkets

and wonders why he feels empty.

He invests with no cause,

builds a future with no vision.

And yet—

this warped mirror does offer

a true reflection.

For man has chosen the money.

Not by vote,

but by apathy.

The fiat system lives

because he lets it.

He grumbles, but he complies.

He frowns at the world,

but won’t lift a finger

to free it.

But some have looked into the mirror

and seen enough—

seen the decay,

the cowardice,

the synthetic smiles

and hollow goods.

And in their disgust,

they found resolve.

They said:

“Enough.”

And they walked toward the light.

Toward soundness.

Toward sovereignty.

Bitcoin is not just money.

It is a chance to see clearly again.

To let the market become a mirror

not of manipulation,

but of mankind’s better self.

To present a reflect that man can respond to -

with an effort to change,

or pride in continuing.

Until then, the mirror offers

only one proper response:

Fiat is vile and must be destroyed.