You do not live forever.
One day, the screen will go dark.
The wallets will lock.
The power will fade.
And when that moment comes—when you stand not before a blockchain, but before something greater—will you be able to say you lived with integrity?
That you lifted others?
That you chose kindness over control?
Or will you stand there, empty, clutching bags full of Hive and HBD… and realize they worth nothing?
Karma does not rush.
It does not shout.
It waits.
Patient. Silent. Unseen.
But it comes.
Today. Tomorrow. Next year.
It doesn’t matter when.
Only that it will.
And when it does, you’ll look back and wish—truly wish—you had changed sooner.
Not for profit.
Not for reputation.
But for peace.