Advertisers are one of the mysterious hands.
Whoever throw the bitcoin paper is mysterious.
Like an Olympic flame, from peer to peer to mining farms in north pole uses electricity as much as LA and Saint Fransisco all together.
Everything has to fly these days, fast, and green.
Anyway you slice it, it is pro-f-table.
Trust is dependability,
Hence, and thereafter, this planet is going
To be another mars, or an Arabian desert, only camels, tanks, and a BS can survive on it.
or maybe, I said maybe, a Kepler-452b or Ross 128 b is needed;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem