Under rusted bridges,
White papers keep blowing,
Printed with messages
For a world without trust.
Look now, here’s a stern one
Signed by Billy Goat Gruff.
Your backups’ backups have backups,
But they’re all interspersed with gaps.
Allowing blows to break through them
Like fists break through karate blocks.
Prefab algorithms, prefab
Numerals, prefab poetry,
Prefabrication is the best
Of your invented strategies.
The game is to make it too hard
To cheat by the rules of the game.
Outside of all your games,
Which means outside of us,
Scraps of paper scud past
Shadows under bridges.
Tuesday, July 20, 2021
Satoshi Nakamoto Says Hello
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