Financial freedom or financial fiction? Might be generational wealth, might be a meme-fueled pyramid with WiFi. Either way, we're all in and it's absolutely bloody brilliant.
Minted in stupid amounts. Even the blockchain's sweating.
Dead weight gets torched. Just vibes and ashes left behind.
No promises. Just spiritual wealth and meme-fuelled delusion.
A tiny cut for the cause. Barely noticeable. Like your bank balance.
As deep as your gambling addiction.
Got a fat bag? You might get a say. But probably no one’s listening.
BigCoin doesn’t want your LinkedIn endorsement. It wants your chaos, your panic buys, your degenerate energy.
This isn’t about future utility or some half-arsed metaverse plan. It’s about laughing in the face of the market and making money off memes and madness.
We’re not a community. We’re a bloody movement with a god complex and a shitposting addiction.
You don’t need to understand it. You just need to feel it. The FOMO. The thrill. The utter, beautiful nonsense of it all.
💬 Telegram – Where the noise never stops.
🐦 Twitter/X – Where we worship charts and chaos.
