In case you didn't know...
Both male & female Reindeer grow antlers, but males lose them in late Autumn. All Santa’s reindeer are therefore female, which means Rudolph is persistently misgendered.
The optimist in me feels like we are getting closer to a point in time when people buy into an NFT project because:
1) They genuinely love it
2) The project is deserving
3) They see value long-term
Not because random KOLs tell them to or to flip in 3 seconds for 8 cents profit.
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚,
𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒚...
Today has been a horrible fucking day in the space.
I am sure you have heard a version of the events that have transpired, it was trending hard all day after all. If you haven’t, please don’t go looking for it. But in a nutshell there was a suicide live on stream and coins to follow.
I have for several years felt the weight of responsibility that comes with having some kind of platform in this niche world. I do feel obligated to talk on this, when others are silent. This one hit a little harder than it might have.
But here goes...
A number of years ago I was up too-late packing for a 6am flight overseas for a friend’s wedding. My computer was logged in playing some quiet tunes and the screen was left logged into Facebook.
I had a ping from a mate who I hadn’t seen in some time. We had worked in pubs together and since we had both moved on, we only caught up on the rare occasion. I jumped on and we had a quick chat.
What we’d been up to.
Future plans.
How so and so was going.
Some open-ended vague promise to get together for a beer soon.
Nothing out of the ordinary at the time. But something out of the ordinary with hindsight and the passing of time. He left this world within a few days of that interaction.
I have replayed that text conversation in my head a million times. I can’t bring myself to bring up the message thread. The ultimate “should I have known” and whatnot. I couldn’t have. He was popular, he was brilliant, he was fucking fun to have around, he was wealthy, he was well-loved with tonnes of friends, he was loved by the ladies.
He had every attribute and marker you could name for happiness and fulfillment. But he had some secret pain that you and I will never properly understand, but it was more than he could handle. The resources to beat that pain were likely hidden in plain sight, but seemingly out of reach.
I don’t think a young man woke up today and decided he wanted to be immortalised as a memecoin. I think a young man woke up with some secret pain that you and I could never properly understand, and it was more than he could handle. The resources to beat that pain were likely hidden in plain sight, but seemingly out of reach. On his way out I imagine he likely decided “Fuck it, make this shit into a coin…”
As a space we had the opportunity to go- “Nope. Not this one. We don’t want copycats. We don’t want this to be an idea in someone’s head when they are scaling the precipice of staying or going…”
But we couldn’t fucking do it. The shittest people saw $ and ran with it. How broken does your moral radar have to be to fucking participate in this shit?
I love Web3 for the most part. I am protective af of it. But sometimes it is the fucking worst and it is hard not to be ashamed of it. I want to keep fighting for a better day and I hope if you take nothing out of this it is when you see shit like this you turn your back. If nobody buys, people will try something different.
Over the Christmas period that has just gone I was up one night too-late and I happen to hear a ping in a groupchat. It was vague, but I read between the lines- it was a farewell message from one of our mates who was OS. Déjà vu of sorts.
I was on the phone till the sun came up. I knew I had to keep him talking long enough for the drugs/alcohol to lose their potency. I had to fight against his pain that I didn’t understand that had reached its peak and be that resource to get him through the night. He made it and while I know his demons will keep chasing him, he is moving forward with the support he needs.
Check on your loved ones. Check on your friends. Check on your neighbours. Check on yourself.
If the world doesn’t make sense, or if you can’t see where the light in the darkness is going to come from- please reach out to someone. ANYONE.
I am sorry this isn't some NFT/coin alpha. I am sorry this is so long. Feel free to completely disregard it.
TLDR:
-Don’t buy morally reprehensible shit
-Take care of yourself and others
-You will make it through. Things can be better.
-Touch some grass and come back when this shit is no longer trending.
Much love,
GS
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