It’s a clever game if you know how to play it.
The rules are written, but no one expects you to read them, let alone understand them. Living between countries, slipping through the cracks of tax residency, making sure no place can pin you down for 180 days—it's an art form.
They call it a tax nomad, but it’s more than that.
It’s freedom, carved out of the bureaucracy that traps most people in a single place, tied to a government that takes and takes.
The internet becomes your home, investments your bread and butter.
You move, you earn, and you keep what’s yours.
No income scraped away to feed bloated systems, no unnecessary dues beyond what’s required in Asia or wherever you find yourself.
It’s not evasion; it’s navigation.
It is completely legal.
You follow the laws, you work within the lines, but you don’t let them own you. That’s the real trick—living on your terms while the world spins, paying only what’s necessary and not a bloody cent more.
And, a UK court said I have nothing. So, dusted and done.
To the BTC Core lot, thinking their games and backdoor deals knocked me down—guess what?
While you're out there tangled in your schemes, sweating bullets, and losing yourselves,
I’m living.
Truly living.
More than I have in a bloody decade. The stress you’ve embraced, the masks you wear, all the identity crises—it’s not my weight to carry.
You’re scrambling for relevance while I’m here with the sea breeze, the storm clouds, and a life that’s mine, unapologetically.
Keep at it, lads.
I’ll be over here, enjoying the view.
2/2
S. Tominaga AKA CSW
Jan 11, 2025
https://x.com/CsTominaga/status/1878011274220757334?t=yikyspzAW7OBQP55uQ40nw&s=19
https://t.me/S_Tominaga/2492
The rules are written, but no one expects you to read them, let alone understand them. Living between countries, slipping through the cracks of tax residency, making sure no place can pin you down for 180 days—it's an art form.
They call it a tax nomad, but it’s more than that.
It’s freedom, carved out of the bureaucracy that traps most people in a single place, tied to a government that takes and takes.
The internet becomes your home, investments your bread and butter.
You move, you earn, and you keep what’s yours.
No income scraped away to feed bloated systems, no unnecessary dues beyond what’s required in Asia or wherever you find yourself.
It’s not evasion; it’s navigation.
It is completely legal.
You follow the laws, you work within the lines, but you don’t let them own you. That’s the real trick—living on your terms while the world spins, paying only what’s necessary and not a bloody cent more.
And, a UK court said I have nothing. So, dusted and done.
To the BTC Core lot, thinking their games and backdoor deals knocked me down—guess what?
While you're out there tangled in your schemes, sweating bullets, and losing yourselves,
I’m living.
Truly living.
More than I have in a bloody decade. The stress you’ve embraced, the masks you wear, all the identity crises—it’s not my weight to carry.
You’re scrambling for relevance while I’m here with the sea breeze, the storm clouds, and a life that’s mine, unapologetically.
Keep at it, lads.
I’ll be over here, enjoying the view.
2/2
S. Tominaga AKA CSW
Jan 11, 2025
https://x.com/CsTominaga/status/1878011274220757334?t=yikyspzAW7OBQP55uQ40nw&s=19
https://t.me/S_Tominaga/2492
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