Depending solely on Bitcoin is like living in a world where the only color is orange. It is brilliant, but you will miss the blue, the red, the silent greys. e protocol has poetry in it, the scarcity has elegance, the freedom it gives has fire. Bitcoin is resistance.  It is the rejection of the world where your work is bled out by inflation and manipulation. I would trust it more than any fiat hallucination on offer.

But, take a deep breath, risk is not evil, it is oxygen. Bitcoin was born as an act of rebellion, not as a safety blanket. Every block mined, every transaction, every node, these are acts of defiance, but also acts of exposure.  When you are all-in you are all-exposed. A crash can come at midnight; a pump, at sunrise. No central bank is coming to smooth the ride.

When your friend invests all his soul, sweat, memory and survival in this single revolution, he is no longer immune, he is vulnerable. Bitcoin is the king as it is the only one, but the humans who use it must have more than one pillar to stand on. These are the basics of art, craft, skills, which make sovereignty worth anything.

Digital freedom should never enslave you to one result. Stack stats, make art, run a node, plant a garden, tell a story. Do not trust, verify, then diversify. The revolution is here, but even revolutions need backup plans.

Ask yourself: How many ways can you win? That is where the real freedom lives.