God's Army stands before me, and they offer me their lands; Before me lies their wonderland of happy days and plans. Infinity around me spreads, like patchwork fields displayed, It's rich, it's beautiful, it's grand! And I am sore dismayed. Behind me lies the tatters of every dream that's failed, Of every hope, and every joy, and every man I've hailed. So where to now? What is it like, to come back to the beginning? To pick it up and forge ahead, still struggling, but now grinning? Invitations all around me; each direction is marked "Out". I must gather all my forces and perform a mighty rout. For I am Gaia, Joan of Arc, the Mother of the Fire, I'll live to serve the god of Love and die upon His pyre.
Taken from Ember's Ashes by @MindsGaming https://youtu.be/FreYGTNDwbg
Buy from the believers, let the sellers take their prize, Turn the wheel and watch our little economy arise. Token in the market, token coming home again, Bee buzzing round the flowers, making honey out of change. I'm not just watching numbers climbing on a screen, I'm building up a marketplace around a living dream. Give the early holders somewhere they can cash their faith, Then buy a little back and put the pieces back in place.
Learning to trade on MintMe, Placing sell orders for my token, Snapping up the deals quick as a bee, Watching all the market candles smoking. I buy my tokens back when holders want to sell, Put a little value back into the hands that helped me build so well. They backed the dream early, now the dream can pay them back, Money makes another circuit when it doesn't leave the track. I don't want to sell the whole kingdom just to watch it disappear, I keep a strong majority so the steering wheel stays here. Build the thing, defend the thing, let the little market grow, Nobody gets to wreck the value just because they want control.
As found in "Ember's Ashes" by @MindsGaming https://youtu.be/LtiJX0KFZdw
"Building worlds where myth lives in, Making the old, into the new again. Tapping, tapping without even a pen– A witful mind, I would call thy friend." https://youtu.be/KTGZOCpRuXshttps://youtu.be/KTGZOCpRuXs
The day has brought its journey The night has brought us home The darkness soothes the tired eyes Time for to burn a cone. A harbour on the voyage The ship tied up at last. But ready to cast off At the dawning light's first blast! We sail into the labile sea The neon shores glow gleamily We spread the sails of imagery And mindscapes everlastingly https://youtu.be/gptY07e4KPA
