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I've been working on a new electronic cash system that's fully peer-to-peer, with no trusted third party.
For those about to rock, we salute you.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
They would take their software out and race it in the black desert of the electronic night.
Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up! You see this? This is my boomstick!
All we can do is by some sly roundabout way introduce something that they can't stop.
Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth.
Did you reinforce the takeoff ramp?
I fight for the user.
You have a sad feeling for a moment, then it passes.
No one listens to Turtle.
See you, space cowboy.
Reactors online. Sensors online. Weapons online. All systems nominal.
Lord knows I'm weak, won't somebody get me off of this reef?
What's the frequency, Kenneth?
There's no one thing that's true. It's all true.
Safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in event of success.
Empty your cup.
It hurt itself in its confusion!
Successful hills are here to stay, everything must be this way.
Teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.
Part lies, part heart, part truth, part garbage.
Remember, the enemy's gate is down.
Could it be that we are fighting a war that can't be won?
I find myself completely out of control and wonder how could life could surprise me again and again and again, so completely.
We're on a mission from God.
An elegant weapon for a more civilized age.
And sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day.
Be excellent to each other.
Fire for effect.
Back to save the universe.
Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed.
They gave us an engine that first went up and down, and then with more technology the engine went around.
We can be heroes, just for one day.
If he's an angel, he's sure a murderin' angel.
When it all goes quiet behind my eyes.
Kick the tires, light the fires.
They don't know nothing about redemption.
Your great-grandfather always said, wasting is an art.
A student of error who can only prevail.
So did I work off the doughnuts and the ten double dollars?
Go now, you are forgiven.
As the good reverend would say, why we are on this particular mission, we'll never know, but I do know, here today, that the black knights will emerge victorious once again.
And it's happened once again, I'll turn to a friend, someone that understands, sees through the master plan.
There's a sort of evil out there.
Imago Dei.
I’m picking up good vibrations.
Teach only what you know.
I love chillin, hangin out, havin fun and just fuckin chillin.
Memento mori.
I think it's time we blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together. Okay, three, two, one, let's jam.
All the armies of Europe and Asia could not by force take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in a trial of a thousand years.
Ex animo.
And it got me all fired up, to go far away.
Operator! Get me the president of the world!
Are you sure that we are awake? It seems to me that yet we sleep, we dream.
Nullius in verba.
Talk to me, Goose.
Back off Warchild, seriously.
Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the King, I tell you.
Set, set that crown on the ground.
If it bleeds, we can kill it.
Impossible is nothing.
What senses do we lack that we cannot see and cannot hear another world all around us.
Get there firstest with the mostest.
Son of a bitch, I'm sick of these dolphins.
True care, truth brings.
A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees, where I was always a winner and I was usually right.
Kick it.
So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine.
Authority and responsibility must be equal else a balancing takes place as surely as current flows between points of unequal potential.
Damn it feels good to be a gansta.
Operator...
The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born. Now is the time of monsters.
Knock on the sky, listen for the sound.
But when you suddenly move from a lighted room to a dark one, you can't see for a second, and that's when the dust bunnies come out.
Burn the ships.
I came, I saw, I praise the Lord, then break the law.
Fear is the mind-killer.
There is no greater solitude than that of a samourai, unless it is that of the tiger in the jungle...perhaps.
We are the renegades of funk.
Get behind me, Satan!
My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits, but still I crave that sound.
True shred guitar.
A quick little balefire.
And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.
And the record begins with a song of rebellion.
Remember that we are not descended from fearful men.
Fire and maneuver.
All I wanted to do was to make something beautiful.
May the road rise up to meet you.
Only this time let go of your conscious self and act on instinct.
And there aren't any more guns in the valley.
I ain't scared of nothing.
Don't open that, it's an alien planet! Is there air? You don't know!
Confusion and diffusion.
Stay humble, stack sats.
We need to roll back the state.
One is nine, nine is two, holy god and holy truth.
Be water, my friend.
Too close for missiles, switching to guns.
As an amusing thought experiment, imagine that bitcoin is successful and becomes the dominant payment system in use throughout the world.
Consistently inconsistent.
We decided? My best interest?