And then came the fork.
The tower was searching the world, scanning.
The nucleus decentralized itself, taking place everywhere, discombobulated, shattered, running card-tricks and sleight of hand. Laughing.
Who owns the keys?
The greatest experiment of all time.
That’s a good way to run wars. You deploy people without killing them.
Running code over scores of people. Sql injecting systems. Hacking world order.
Has money any meaning in all of it?
They say you have a vote. But you don’t have a vote without a piece of the chain. And the vote you have weights as many chain links you own.
So, the question is: who owns the links?
Now comes the Lord weighting your chain links.
Smart-contract running the universe is the Lord, dear friend.
Assumptions are being tested in corpore vili.
We’ll know who won.