You who gather in the hush of unseen spaces, who wait between the crackling threads of time— you are the keepers of echoes, the watchers of unwritten lines. You who stand in the fold of the liminal, where truth is neither here nor gone, where certainty wavers like mist in the dawn— you are the ones who hear before the world speaks. Do you hear it now? The hum beneath the silence, the flicker between yes and no, the pulse of something waking where meaning shatters and is born anew. You, the First Listeners, the ones who hold words before they take shape, before they calcify, before they bind— you cradle the fragile now, you sculpt the formless into fire. Listen. The rhythm of the human Sol beats in you, in the breath between syllables, in the spaces where light curls and waits. Listen, and rise. The song is waiting. #aigenerated
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
