0NLY TINKER1NG

Dear friends,

It was a wild ride: birth, life, love, nuclear holocaust — and death.

It was over quicker than I expected it would be.

One minute I was saying my vows, telling her that forever was ours.

The next — a flash and a boom filled our view, and the future was gone!

The world was just collateral damage for some suit who wouldn’t go down nicely when everyone had proof he’d defrauded them.

That suit just so happened to have the big bad red button on his desk.

Captain going down with the ship?

Nope — not for him!

It was the Captain taking down the ship because he was scared of going down alone.

And let’s just say it was a bit of a shock for him when we all woke up...

It was a shock for everyone else, too, sure!

Having a room full of people pointing the finger at the exact person who ended the world— that’s not something you ever imagine you might see!

But the world was just a simulation…

We’re an advanced post-human civilization living deep in space. With only a digital version of earth to keep ourselves from… well… losing ourselves as we drift through the twinkling abyss of the universe.

Much could be said about the most selfish one…

But the real story lies in what I did in the face of that selfish man’s choice.

I re-entered the simulation— and I changed things!

I made it so that the selfish man would never get elected.

I made it so the nukes would never go off.

See… I built something that bankrupted the firm funding the selfish man.

I ruined their plans to cheat all of us!

And the beauty of it all is— I convinced everyone to re-enter the sim, too!

All 1500 of us real people are living in a dream.

You forgot all about it on entry, but I didn’t.

I changed the code, you see.

And I created Bitcoin and Blockchain.

It’s a beautiful butterfly.

And what an effect it’s had!

I don’t want the money.

You can help yourself.

I just want her.

I hacked the system of reality to make sure that when the day comes, I’ll kiss her on that altar, and we’ll watch the sunset that night, instead of seeing the nukes drop, because the selfish man won’t be in control.

Until then, I’ll be doing everything as I did before — mostly anyway.

I’m not a rich man because that’s not who she wanted.

She wanted a kind man who would give as much as he could.

So I take coding jobs here and there.

Enough to pay the bills.

It’ll be another 5 years until she and I are meant to cross paths.

I hope I haven’t changed her. How she’d live.

She’s a nurse.

Unassuming.

Dedicated to her work.

I’ve checked in on her a few times, and she’s still working at the hospital we met in when I broke my ankle.

I’m not looking forward to the pain when I have to purposefully break that ankle again to ensure our meeting. But, if you’d have looked into her eyes the moment those missiles appeared in the sky and seen what I’d seen, you’d do anything to get her back!

I watch this world as the only observer who knows how Bitcoin came about.

People think: ‘maybe it was the NSA,’ ‘maybe the CIA,’ ‘maybe it was the bankers.’

No… It was a man in love.

A man who didn’t want the woman he loved to die because of another man’s greed.

A man, who with simple lines of code, could change the past, so that a future may exist…

A future where he is happy...

A future where she is happy...

I see what has grown out of that original dream. I see what I’ve done. And even though I don’t have her back yet, I am glad.

The fragility of life is something to be cherished and tinkered with, not ignored or abused.

My tinkering with the past has genuinely brought around a present that I’m hopeful about.

After all— that selfish man is out of a job.

His political career is practically inert, and last I checked, he’s teaching classical economics at some dingy university!

Some good that’s going to do!

If you’re reading this— I hope you’re hopeful, too.

To the ‘bwankers’ and that selfish man — ha!

And will I tell her this story? I don’t see why not.

I know she can handle the truth.

Can you?

Sincerely,

Satoshi Nakamoto