He thought mining was just for machines. Big fans, buzzing warehouses, rows of blinking lights solving math equations in silence. He had seen pictures—cold, calculated, industrial. But what no one told him is that mining doesn't just happen on servers... it happens inside the soul. Every time he sat in meditation, he was mining.Every limiting belief he brought into awareness, every emotion he felt all the way through, every old identity he unearthed—that was a block processed. That was w...