To love money, when it is sound,

Is to love the fruits of honest work,

The product of effort, freely given,

And value exchanged with integrity.

But when money is corrupted,

When fiat rules with deception and ease,

The love of it leads to greed and deceit,

To wealth gained without creation.

Fiat’s love drives men to chase illusions,

To grasp at power built on nothing,

Where wealth is extracted, not earned,

And trust erodes like dust in the wind.

But the love of sound money, like Bitcoin,

Is a love for what is true and just.

It honors the value of labor,

The scarcity that reflects nature’s law,

And the fairness that no hand can manipulate.

Sound money cannot be twisted,

It stands firm, a measure that does not bend,

Fulfilling its purpose and serving its users as a most effective money.

To love such money is to love what is right—

It is to love the virtues of fairness and truth,

Where wealth comes not from tricks or force,

But from real contribution, real creation.

The love of Bitcoin is the love of justice,

A love of order that reflects economic reality.

Fiat’s love brings haste, greed, and ruin,

A race to the bottom, a hollow pursuit.

But to love Bitcoin is to embrace patience,

To value what lasts,

And to build a world where wealth is earned,

Not stolen or conjured from thin air.

To love sound money is to love what’s pure,

To seek a world built on solid ground,

Where each is rewarded for what they give,

And the future expands with integrity.

I love Bitcoin