Bitcoin—the real Bitcoin, BSV—isn’t a leash.
It’s not a wall with guards telling you what counts and what doesn’t.
It is a wide-open street, a sprawling city that you build yourself.
No toll booths, no checkpoints. It’s a system that doesn’t care who you are or what you do, as long as you pay the fee.
That is the genius: it’s indifferent, brutally fair, alive with possibility.
But BTC?
BTC turned into something else.
They call it decentralised, but it’s not.
BtC is a gated community, a place where the self-appointed guards stand watch, barking orders. They say what counts as a transaction and what doesn’t.
Core talk about spam like they’re the gods of the network, deciding what has value.
Someone tries to push through a micropayment—a simple, paid, legitimate transaction—and they sneer, “Not here. Not allowed.”
That’s not decentralisation.
That’s control.
BSV doesn’t stop you. It doesn’t tell you what to think or how to build. It’s the protocol, and the protocol is the law. It’s not a democracy, not a debate, not some ever-changing experiment where rules get swapped out every time someone cries “hard fork.”
BSV, Bitcoin, is set in stone because it doesn’t need to change. It’s simple: you pay the fee, you play the game. A kid in Nairobi can build on it. A company in Tokyo can run their business on it.
And they don’t need permission.
BTC turned into the opposite of what Bitcoin was supposed to be. They corralled it, huddled around it, trying to make it small, manageable, weak. They call it decentralisation, but it’s just a new kind of oligarchy. Developers pulling strings. Core teams whispering, “This is what’s best.” Best for who? Not the millions who could’ve built with it, used it, made it something bigger than anyone imagined.
BSV is the internet in 1994, raw and wild, ready to explode. It’s not a question of what you’re allowed to do. It’s a question of what you can dream up. Build something no one saw coming. Make a business out of nothing. Use it in ways the creator didn’t even think of. That’s decentralisation. Not rules. Not control. Not a self-righteous elite deciding what’s valid. It’s freedom. It’s opportunity. It’s a hammer waiting for a million hands.
BSV doesn’t decide for you. It doesn’t tell you no. It just works. Pay your fee, write to the chain, and no one can stop you. Not some miner, not some dev, not some faceless committee. That’s the difference. That’s what BTC lost. They turned Bitcoin into a cage. BSV took the bars and smashed them to pieces. That’s decentralisation: a system that can’t say no, a network where the only limit is how far you’re willing to go.
2/6
S. Tominaga AKA CSW
Jan 8, 2025
https://x.com/CsTominaga/status/1876790203148550554?t=V8w4GMI578NznrXwnw94Cw&s=19
https://t.me/S_Tominaga/2446
It’s not a wall with guards telling you what counts and what doesn’t.
It is a wide-open street, a sprawling city that you build yourself.
No toll booths, no checkpoints. It’s a system that doesn’t care who you are or what you do, as long as you pay the fee.
That is the genius: it’s indifferent, brutally fair, alive with possibility.
But BTC?
BTC turned into something else.
They call it decentralised, but it’s not.
BtC is a gated community, a place where the self-appointed guards stand watch, barking orders. They say what counts as a transaction and what doesn’t.
Core talk about spam like they’re the gods of the network, deciding what has value.
Someone tries to push through a micropayment—a simple, paid, legitimate transaction—and they sneer, “Not here. Not allowed.”
That’s not decentralisation.
That’s control.
BSV doesn’t stop you. It doesn’t tell you what to think or how to build. It’s the protocol, and the protocol is the law. It’s not a democracy, not a debate, not some ever-changing experiment where rules get swapped out every time someone cries “hard fork.”
BSV, Bitcoin, is set in stone because it doesn’t need to change. It’s simple: you pay the fee, you play the game. A kid in Nairobi can build on it. A company in Tokyo can run their business on it.
And they don’t need permission.
BTC turned into the opposite of what Bitcoin was supposed to be. They corralled it, huddled around it, trying to make it small, manageable, weak. They call it decentralisation, but it’s just a new kind of oligarchy. Developers pulling strings. Core teams whispering, “This is what’s best.” Best for who? Not the millions who could’ve built with it, used it, made it something bigger than anyone imagined.
BSV is the internet in 1994, raw and wild, ready to explode. It’s not a question of what you’re allowed to do. It’s a question of what you can dream up. Build something no one saw coming. Make a business out of nothing. Use it in ways the creator didn’t even think of. That’s decentralisation. Not rules. Not control. Not a self-righteous elite deciding what’s valid. It’s freedom. It’s opportunity. It’s a hammer waiting for a million hands.
BSV doesn’t decide for you. It doesn’t tell you no. It just works. Pay your fee, write to the chain, and no one can stop you. Not some miner, not some dev, not some faceless committee. That’s the difference. That’s what BTC lost. They turned Bitcoin into a cage. BSV took the bars and smashed them to pieces. That’s decentralisation: a system that can’t say no, a network where the only limit is how far you’re willing to go.
2/6
S. Tominaga AKA CSW
Jan 8, 2025
https://x.com/CsTominaga/status/1876790203148550554?t=V8w4GMI578NznrXwnw94Cw&s=19
https://t.me/S_Tominaga/2446
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