I'm inclined to believe in the Hanuman story but everyone is free to believe whatever they feel is right. The concept of an ancient proto indic religion that branches off into Lithuanian/Slavic religions or even the proto hinduism that Genghis Khan followed or the the Persian religion where the Vedic pantheon of gods (devas) are considered the bad guys and the Vedic demons (asuras) are considered gods... or even mainstream puranic hinduism where these devas and asuras are considered silly little ethereal beings compared to the Trinity (shiva/vishnu/brahma), even pre islamic arabic paganism, this concept of ancient world following the same religion that branched off into many maybbe true... but this post isn't about lord Hanuman trying to eat the sun or any similar fable. This post is about me having one of the best weeks of my life in one week and losing it all in the following week. This story is about how i went from 80000 MON to 80000 NADS.

It all started exactly two weeks ago, Wednesday the 25th of November (or was it Tuesday?). I took a flight to fly to Northern India for a cousin's wedding. I didn't really want to travel because how do you even behave in a place you haven't been in 28 years? But i left everything to the divine forces and flew to the army controlled airport where there is a sniper watching you all the time to stop you from clicking cute selfies at the airport (real). i was kinda anxious how I would travel from that airport to the destination small town (3-5 hours journey). But the infrastructure has changed so much over the years everything went smoother than i pictured. I expected people to be nonchalant and bit mean but random strangers were so caring about me like I'm a baby. (I'm 33 yo overly manly man).

Upon reaching my uncles's house, tho everyone was superbusy tending to rituals and guests everyone treated me like I've come back from the dead after 28 years or so.. i never expected such warm demeanor from them considering their family had a falling out with my mum and dad years ago and I was just sent here saying this will fix their relationship and so it did. Better than I had expected. I think people are beginning to realise life on earth is short as they get older. And that you can't stay mad at each other forever. ...... It was at this moment i recieved my monad airdrop.

My monad airdrop was worth ~$1000 ($953 to be exact), 38000 in mon terms. I attended the wedding, visited another neighbouring town i hadn't been in since around the same time, met some more relatives who treated me like I was their own child. I used to hate that place, and was never very fond of them just like they weren't towards my parents but everything changed this time. The city itself felt like out of place for a state that is considered widely to be india of India. During these trips i turned my monad into $4000 + or 80k Mon. The last place I visited was my ancestral village. i hadn't visited the place without my parents since 1999 and i was kinda hesitant in meeting anyone. But this time everything was different. I don't know why people treated me so kindly. Even met some cousins who were in their 50s and possibly 60s. Crossed the magnificent holy river on a boat and saw lands I owned that I never even knew. Huge swathes of lands that were taken away by the river in the mid 70s and returned in the mid 90s. At this time i randomly launched a token to test the tech behind nad.fun. it was ok but then degenerate gambling addicts started asking me to make the coin go up on twitter. I'm no influencer but just a humble little account who bullies KOLs sometimes so i couldn't. Besides I had no interest. But i thought if they're asking so nicely maybe i should increase my MON amount to 100k and put the 20k into this token. So i bought two "bluechip monad shitcoins" and forgot about it. it turned out to be the right decision.

My holdings were now worth 100k monad or 4k usd worth even as monad fell. Monad fell to the lowest and my worth was still 100k monad / 3K USD. My twitter impressions were also nearing 5MM. Everything was going well. But then i was told to pay a visit to the capital city. I just wanted to fly back home. When I moved out of this state in 2002 this was the only city I was nostalgic about. Yet now all that nostalgia has worn off and i dread this city. But anyway, i came here and I've been here for last 7 days. But i think mindset(influenced by place?) is what influences things that happen to us in our lives.

PART II

In the last 7 days, just a couple of hours after hitting monetization benchmark and doing my kyc, I was permanently suspended off twitter, right one day before the payout. Next day, I was trying out listing one of my shitcoins worth $1000 (formerly 1600) that i beld 1.5% of for 10 times the market price by using limit orders on kuru. My order was placed but it got sold for 1/10 the market price. I was left with $160 ... and 2K in another monad shitcoin. The guy who bought it from me hitlered the charts anyway. Revenge trading got the better of me and i deposited the remaining 2K on polymarket for "JUST ONE TRADE" of 1.5x. Everything was going according to keikaku (keikaku is japanese for plan), bitcoin was soaring above 92k after some amerifat macro news. But then the big guys dumped bitcoin synchronously.

.....and i lost everything again.

After some more revenge trading with dust I turned $15 into $70... But that too is dust. I was also sending support request to twitter over and over again. But they kept sending me in circles like some highly corrupt Indian government bureaucracy office before Modi digitised everything. Though ex soviet countries like georgia still has similar flavours of corruption. So this is the story of how I turned 80000 MON into 80000 NADS ($ 3000 into $6).

I was right in growing out of nostalgia.

Coincidentally someone uploaded this Steve jobs speech on youtube just as I lost everything.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYAnJ_QyCQg

Steve jobs said getting fired from apple was the best thing to happen to him and it changed the trajectory of his career and eventually apple. I may be no Steve jobs (yet) but what if this is a divine signal for me to leave? Not just cryptotwitter, not just twitter, but crypto as a whole. Maybe internet as a whole? Does the universe want me to find a new passion? What is my passion anyway? And how do I find it? While i do want to make some money, it's just for financial freedom purposes. Not for some degenerate dubai punjaborghini flexing purposes. While i do need a trillion dollars to fulfill some basic necessities, i don't want to be attached to momey at all. Au contraire, I want to be free from depending on it. That's why i meed a trillion dollars.

Anyway, I do need to find some passion. Its kinda worrying from an objective point of view that i don't have any comfident direction in career at the age where my friends all have 10 years of career amd a lot of them even married etc. But my CT fren hyuna said I should never self depreciate so i won't. I will just keep and being しん and hope the universe guides me in the right direction (in regards to both career and a waifu). Anyway, my fren shubi got my career started in crypto when i had no experience so I don't want to disrespect amd squamder her efforts on me. So i should maybe continue in crypto until universe says I should switch careers to become a horserider and ride a horse into the sunset.

A few years ago i was offered to stay with my dad's ultrarich friend and his bureaucrat wife who treat me like their son and become a big bureaucrat too. But despite all the luxuries at their house and implied future luxuries from that career, my inner voice said it wasn't meant for me. As I was leverage trading eth at $3000 (same price as now) on ftx, I was thinking whether I'm making the right decision. Them i remembered a famous actor who was friends with kendall jenner (he got killed during Covid times). He had left the same thing to pursue his passion in acting. I had met him when I used to stay in this capital city 24 years ago. Infact i deleted my original CT account and created Onlycryptonopo2 because of him but that's a story for another time. Anyway, so while doing rounds on the rooftop and pondering, i decided my passion is to do something in crypto.... as ftx sent me a liquidation email on my eth lomg. And i became active on my Onlycryptonopo2 account. I thought i would do anything in crypto, technical or non technical. But my thoughts didn't turn into substance until I met my bestfren last year. Right before I met her I had given up on trusting CT. I was too trusting and faced so many betrayals because of that. The final nail in the coffin was that shiba account taking advantage of my kindness. I posted about them on coinfession but everyone in the replies mistakenly called me gay. I'm extremely straight overly manly man. So i was about to delete my account last year but then i found my bestfren and everything changed.

Rest of the story, everyone knows. Honestly I don't know where I'm going with this article and why I'm even writing this... So i guess I'm closing it here. Maybe the lesson of this story is "do not revenge trade ever" and "don't treat good things happening to you as a one off moment. Start believing everything is changing for the good and you deserve it" and " don't let others' words cloud your own judgement". IDK. I don't know if I'll stay in crypto or not but I'll be grateful for the fun times I had here.

Ciao.

I'm inclined to believe in the Hanuman story but everyone is free to believe whatever they feel is right. The concept of an ancient proto indic religion that branches off into Lithuanian/Slavic religions or even the proto hinduism that Genghis Khan followed or the the Persian religion where the Vedic pantheon of gods (devas) are considered the bad guys and the Vedic demons (asuras) are considered gods... or even mainstream puranic hinduism where these devas and asuras are considered silly little ethereal beings compared to the Trinity (shiva/vishnu/brahma), even pre islamic arabic paganism, this concept of ancient world following the same religion that branched off into many maybbe true... but this post isn't about lord Hanuman trying to eat the sun or any similar fable. This post is about me having one of the best weeks of my life in one week and losing it all in the following week. This story is about how i went from 80000 MON to 80000 NADS.

It all started exactly two weeks ago, Wednesday the 25th of November (or was it Tuesday?). I took a flight to fly to Northern India for a cousin's wedding. I didn't really want to travel because how do you even behave in a place you haven't been in 28 years? But i left everything to the divine forces and flew to the army controlled airport where there is a sniper watching you all the time to stop you from clicking cute selfies at the airport (real). i was kinda anxious how I would travel from that airport to the destination small town (3-5 hours journey). But the infrastructure has changed so much over the years everything went smoother than i pictured. I expected people to be nonchalant and bit mean but random strangers were so caring about me like I'm a baby. (I'm 33 yo overly manly man).

Upon reaching my uncles's house, tho everyone was superbusy tending to rituals and guests everyone treated me like I've come back from the dead after 28 years or so.. i never expected such warm demeanor from them considering their family had a falling out with my mum and dad years ago and I was just sent here saying this will fix their relationship and so it did. Better than I had expected. I think people are beginning to realise life on earth is short as they get older. And that you can't stay mad at each other forever. ...... It was at this moment i recieved my monad airdrop.

My monad airdrop was worth ~$1000 ($953 to be exact), 38000 in mon terms. I attended the wedding, visited another neighbouring town i hadn't been in since around the same time, met some more relatives who treated me like I was their own child. I used to hate that place, and was never very fond of them just like they weren't towards my parents but everything changed this time. The city itself felt like out of place for a state that is considered widely to be india of India. During these trips i turned my monad into $4000 + or 80k Mon. The last place I visited was my ancestral village. i hadn't visited the place without my parents since 1999 and i was kinda hesitant in meeting anyone. But this time everything was different. I don't know why people treated me so kindly. Even met some cousins who were in their 50s and possibly 60s. Crossed the magnificent holy river on a boat and saw lands I owned that I never even knew. Huge swathes of lands that were taken away by the river in the mid 70s and returned in the mid 90s. At this time i randomly launched a token to test the tech behind nad.fun. it was ok but then degenerate gambling addicts started asking me to make the coin go up on twitter. I'm no influencer but just a humble little account who bullies KOLs sometimes so i couldn't. Besides I had no interest. But i thought if they're asking so nicely maybe i should increase my MON amount to 100k and put the 20k into this token. So i bought two "bluechip monad shitcoins" and forgot about it. it turned out to be the right decision.

My holdings were now worth 100k monad or 4k usd worth even as monad fell. Monad fell to the lowest and my worth was still 100k monad / 3K USD. My twitter impressions were also nearing 5MM. Everything was going well. But then i was told to pay a visit to the capital city. I just wanted to fly back home. When I moved out of this state in 2002 this was the only city I was nostalgic about. Yet now all that nostalgia has worn off and i dread this city. But anyway, i came here and I've been here for last 7 days. But i think mindset(influenced by place?) is what influences things that happen to us in our lives.

PART II

In the last 7 days, just a couple of hours after hitting monetization benchmark and doing my kyc, I was permanently suspended off twitter, right one day before the payout. Next day, I was trying out listing one of my shitcoins worth $1000 (formerly 1600) that i beld 1.5% of for 10 times the market price by using limit orders on kuru. My order was placed but it got sold for 1/10 the market price. I was left with $160 ... and 2K in another monad shitcoin. The guy who bought it from me hitlered the charts anyway. Revenge trading got the better of me and i deposited the remaining 2K on polymarket for "JUST ONE TRADE" of 1.5x. Everything was going according to keikaku (keikaku is japanese for plan), bitcoin was soaring above 92k after some amerifat macro news. But then the big guys dumped bitcoin synchronously.

.....and i lost everything again.

After some more revenge trading with dust I turned $15 into $70... But that too is dust. I was also sending support request to twitter over and over again. But they kept sending me in circles like some highly corrupt Indian government bureaucracy office before Modi digitised everything. Though ex soviet countries like georgia still has similar flavours of corruption. So this is the story of how I turned 80000 MON into 80000 NADS ($ 3000 into $6).

I was right in growing out of nostalgia.

Coincidentally someone uploaded this Steve jobs speech on youtube just as I lost everything.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYAnJ_QyCQg

Steve jobs said getting fired from apple was the best thing to happen to him and it changed the trajectory of his career and eventually apple. I may be no Steve jobs (yet) but what if this is a divine signal for me to leave? Not just cryptotwitter, not just twitter, but crypto as a whole. Maybe internet as a whole? Does the universe want me to find a new passion? What is my passion anyway? And how do I find it? While i do want to make some money, it's just for financial freedom purposes. Not for some degenerate dubai punjaborghini flexing purposes. While i do need a trillion dollars to fulfill some basic necessities, i don't want to be attached to momey at all. Au contraire, I want to be free from depending on it. That's why i meed a trillion dollars.

Anyway, I do need to find some passion. Its kinda worrying from an objective point of view that i don't have any comfident direction in career at the age where my friends all have 10 years of career amd a lot of them even married etc. But my CT fren hyuna said I should never self depreciate so i won't. I will just keep and being しん and hope the universe guides me in the right direction (in regards to both career and a waifu). Anyway, my fren shubi got my career started in crypto when i had no experience so I don't want to disrespect amd squamder her efforts on me. So i should maybe continue in crypto until universe says I should switch careers to become a horserider and ride a horse into the sunset.

A few years ago i was offered to stay with my dad's ultrarich friend and his bureaucrat wife who treat me like their son and become a big bureaucrat too. But despite all the luxuries at their house and implied future luxuries from that career, my inner voice said it wasn't meant for me. As I was leverage trading eth at $3000 (same price as now) on ftx, I was thinking whether I'm making the right decision. Them i remembered a famous actor who was friends with kendall jenner (he got killed during Covid times). He had left the same thing to pursue his passion in acting. I had met him when I used to stay in this capital city 24 years ago. Infact i deleted my original CT account and created Onlycryptonopo2 because of him but that's a story for another time. Anyway, so while doing rounds on the rooftop and pondering, i decided my passion is to do something in crypto.... as ftx sent me a liquidation email on my eth lomg. And i became active on my Onlycryptonopo2 account. I thought i would do anything in crypto, technical or non technical. But my thoughts didn't turn into substance until I met my bestfren last year. Right before I met her I had given up on trusting CT. I was too trusting and faced so many betrayals because of that. The final nail in the coffin was that shiba account taking advantage of my kindness. I posted about them on coinfession but everyone in the replies mistakenly called me gay. I'm extremely straight overly manly man. So i was about to delete my account last year but then i found my bestfren and everything changed.

Rest of the story, everyone knows. Honestly I don't know where I'm going with this article and why I'm even writing this... So i guess I'm closing it here. Maybe the lesson of this story is "do not revenge trade ever" and "don't treat good things happening to you as a one off moment. Start believing everything is changing for the good and you deserve it" and " don't let others' words cloud your own judgement". IDK. I don't know if I'll stay in crypto or not but I'll be grateful for the fun times I had here.

Ciao.