$PI

You think you're an early miner, but in reality you're free labor + emotional fuel. Years of mining, burning electricity, data, time — all you get is a heap of "air counting numbers" that can't even get a trading pair listed.

You dream every day of "mainnet launch", "going live", "millions of times multiplier". Do you know what people outside call you? "Electronic beggars" — others hand you a dream as alms, and you have to kneel to accept it.

You shout "Pi people rise up", but the reality is: your bank balance hasn't changed, your blood pressure is up; you have less hair, more hallucinations. Your life progress bar is stuck at 99% on everything except your age.

What's the most ironic thing?

It's that in order to guard this pile of numbers that can't even afford a tire repair, you missed every real opportunity in life:

No mind to learn skills because "once Pi goes live I'll be financially free";

No mind to pick up a side hustle because "working now is a waste of time";

No mind to save money because "this little bit won't matter later"…

And the result? Pi didn't make you rich — it became the perfect excuse for you to lie flat.

What you're guarding isn't wealth — it's an electronic placebo for self-comfort.

When the day of large-scale mapping and "cashing out" finally comes, guess who will be the first to dump? Those big players holding millions or tens of millions. And you? You can't even scrape together the withdrawal fee, and have to post on social media asking, "Bro, can you front me some gas fees?"