"Escaping the falsehoods of the SOL community, groveling before the remnants of power on BSC. Shouting about decentralization, yet craving to be whipped by the two saints. Community building is nothing but a dream of the past, the narrative cult has become an underdog’s fantasy. All that’s left are hungry ghosts cutting each other in the barren land, masturbating to notifications from the two saints’ Twitter. Ah, this is the Meme player 🥹—what now? Don’t ask, the answer is to go all in. Survive the winter, and spring and summer will follow."