Regarding my Acceptance of Bitcoin

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“The First Rays of Sunlight” – Summer 2013 – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA

So I have been receiving a few emails with questions regarding my acceptance of bitcoin… I have decided to just write about the subject as I have sent the same reply email ten times now… This post is different from anything I have ever written… But I think it will explain why I believe bitcoin is a good thing… And why I think we should all adopt it…

Bitcoin is a decentralized currency that only exists in the digital realm… Meaning… There is nothing physical about it… It is a line of code… I often compare it to gold in that it has a value because supplies are limited… It is difficult to acquire… And increasingly in demand… It is also similar to gold in that its value is universal… When a bitcoin is worth a thousand dollars in the United States… It is worth the equivalent of that anywhere in the world…

Across the bottom of many of my posts you will find my bitcoin wallet address… Just in case – 1JsKwa3vYgy4LZjNk4YmPEHFJNjPt2wDJj – is what it looks like… I can receive bitcoins with this address… If you had one… I could send bitcoin to you… It is safe to post it anywhere… This number only receives… In order to send you actually have to log into your wallet… This is not possible with this address…

If you want a digital wallet… I recommend CoinBase… It is free to sign up… You can receive coins with it… But much more importantly… You can buy bitcoins using this service… Safely… They are based in the United States… And are not linked to the Silk Road or any other drug related dealings… They are a legitimate investments service… Operated by real people… Who actually return emails promptly…

I also like the fact that I can send money anywhere in the world without any kind of charge… I can send twenty dollars to an artist in Africa instantly… I can donate to a cause in Brazil… Hell… I can accept donations or tips from anyone in the world… No matter how large or small… This is why I believe bitcoin could revolutionize blogging… It would allow us to tip each other with actual money… And because bitcoin is digital… Sending small amounts is possible without a transaction fee (There is a transaction fee – But it is so small you will never even notice it)… Basically… If I read your post and like it… I could “tip” you with anything from a fraction of a cent all the way up to millions of dollars… If we all had bitcoin addresses… Making a small amount of money could be possible…

I personally believe bitcoin is here to stay… Though I do not believe it will replace fiat currency… I do believe it will become a commodity like gold or silver… It just makes sense that the concept of “value” would stray away from physical materials into the digital realm… As we as a culture spend more time in cyberspace… We will find ourselves looking for objects of equal value… In a world of computer codes… It just makes sense that we would find certain codes to put value on… The gems of the computer world… Like gold locked away in digital codes…

I recommend anyone who actively blogs at least looks into the world of bitcoins… Check out my link above and sign up for a wallet… After you have a wallet… You will be given a receive address… Anyone in the world with a bitcoin wallet can now send you money… If they like your post… They could send you a few pennies… Or a few million dollars… It just depends on how good of a writer you are…

Since the wallet is free… And costs nothing to maintain… I feel there is no reason all of our blogs don’t list bitcoin addresses… As far as I am concerned… To not have one is to miss out on possible earnings… However small a piece of the pie… But pie none the less…

Just in case you would like to open a wallet – CoinBase is what I use… If you want to purchase coins you have to let them link to your bank account… And the entire transaction takes 4 days for security purposes… I HAVE PERSONALLY DONE THIS… I have bought coins through their service… My only complaint would be they were a little too careful… But that’s not a real complaint…

If you would like anymore information about bitcoins… Please don’t hesitate to ask – c.condello@hotmail.com

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

Donations and Tips – 1JsKwa3vYgy4LZjNk4YmPEHFJNjPt2wDJj

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The Pope is a Bad Ass

Pope Benedict XVI

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Whether or not you appreciate the catholic religion, you have to admit that despite all of the controversy, the pope is one of the coolest religious figures in the world.

The simple fact that Pope Benedict XVI was man enough to admit that his age, and failing health would get in the way of his “job” is a radical move in its own right. The last pope to step down was Pope Gregory XII in 1415, and the only reason he even considered stepping down was just an effort to end what is called, the “Great Schism” where two men were claiming the papal throne.

In 1941, Josef Ratzinger, 14, and his brother, Georg, were enrolled in the Hitler Youth when it became mandatory for all boys. Soon after, he was let out because of his intention to study for the priesthood. At the age of 16, Ratzinger was drafted into the German army. In 1945 during World War II and at the age of 18, Josef deserted from the German army and was a U.S. prisoner of war… They took him to a camp near Ulm, Germany where he wound up living under the open air for several weeks, surrounded by barbed wire.

The pope also happens to have his pilot’s license for the papal helicopter and liked to fly from the vatican to the papal summer residence, Castel Gandolfo, but the pope does not have a driver’s license as he has never learned to drive a car… Bad ass right…

Weideneder Brau Vertriebs GmbH (?), a family owned brewery in nearby Tann, Germany, has created a special brew called Pabstbier/Pope Beer. The label reads, “Dedicated to the great son of our homeland, Pope Benedict XVI.” Bad ass right, What do you think Jesus would do?

Pope Benedict XVI is fluent in German, English, Italian, French and Spanish and has knowledge of Portuguese. Naturally, he can also speak classical Latin… Again… Totally Bad Ass…

The Pope is also a relatively computer savvy individual, being the first Pope to have a Twitter account, and sending the first Papal tweet. The man also has six email addresses, each one beginning with the name Benedict… He is even the first Pope to own an iPod…

And Finally, if this doesn’t say bad ass… I don’t know what does… The Holy Father loves cats and has two of his own… One was a stray which he found in Rome!..

Now, I’m not a religious person by any scale, but you have to admit that the Pope is one bad ass man. He is multilingual, a pilot, a P.O.W. and a beer namesake just to name a few. I guess what I am trying to say, is do your own research when it comes to religions, don’t let anyone else choose your spirituality… Your soul is not for sale…It is important to explore all religions… Take what will help you and what interests you… Absorb and digest it… And expel the waste…

He was the Pope, and he’s still a man…

find what works for you – chriscondello

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Feel The Love Of CHRISmas

I like to consider myself a problem solver… And apparently there’s a little issue with that pesky Jebus guy poking his head into our holidays… I mean… When I think “peace on earth”—I think of the federal government!.. Don’t you…

Joy to the United Nations… All I Want For Christmas Is An Intercontinental Ballistic Missile… Do You Fear What I Fear… Romney The No Man… I could go on and on…

Though I am not religious in any form… I am a man who appreciates tradition… I enjoy the relation Christmas has to the church… I don’t know why they are related… I don’t really care… That’s how I was raised… And for me Christmas is the one time of year that I think really hard about going to church… Maybe even toss a few bucks in one of those baskets… The baskets that are attached to six-foot poles… Jebus must have had a swimming pool… Why the hell else would he have pool skimmers in his house?..

What about the manger scenes placed around communities… The one we used to visit had real people in it… Great holiday memory… What I don’t get is why?.. Why all of a sudden does everyone have a problem with Christmas relating to Christianity?.. And even more importantly… Is there a compromise?.. Of course there is!..

I would like to officially propose that we drop the “T” in Christmas… That’s right… We could solve the entire problem with the elimination of one letter… CHRISmas will be a merry holiday… A holiday to celebrate all of the great people named Chris… But mostly me… You will not get presents… You will “get to” give them to me… And I… I in turn will scoff… Because your gift will never compare to the gift I am about to receive… My very own Holiday… Sweet!..

merry chrismas to all — and to all a good night – chriscondello

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Snow Falls And Spirits Rise

100_1969So the birds were right… Winter is now here… A surprise from the night… An end to the year…

The snow falls slowly from the sky… Created by the great lake… And guided by the wind… Frozen tears of Summer settle…

Pittsburgh snow makes natives restless… Toilet paper, milk, bread… Clear shelves and total panic… Two more inches and we’ll be dead…

No change for the animals… They don’t even seem to notice… Birds are singing… Cats are hunting…

Peace…

I love the first snowfall… A blanket of pure white… That covers the litter and dirt… And accumulates in the black night…

Winter brings us white from black… Good from the bad… Light from the dark… New, Pure and clean…

peace – chriscondello

I have never written any kind of poetry—Please bare with me as I experiment and learn…

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The Orange Glow Of The Night

The last of the leaves are being blown from the trees… Winter has finally arrived… The chill of the night is sharply enhanced by the wind… Thirty mile per hour gusts… And the first snow i have seen this season… Life is simple… Life is grand… Life is peachy…

The essence of the late night atmosphere—however you choose to look at it—is really about heightened awareness… The obvious lack of sight awakens your other senses… Take a moment and listen to the natural rhythm of your surroundings… Once the melody is established… Foreign noises will jump out of the sound scape… Disturbance of the rhythm… Is a disturbance of the natural peace… A foreign being… A predator… how true to life…

Tonight I am not alone… Neighbors cat… And the sound of the wind… Snowflakes in the orange street lights… And that oh so familiar constant dog barking in the distance… Winter in Wilkinsburg is something else… No one screaming… No one fighting… Just me…

Some abandoned houses whistle in the wind… Loose boards clap… And old floors moan… The wind-blown leaves rustling on the ground… Are what bind the song together… A song that you would never hear… Unless you took the time to stop what you are doing… And let nature teach you… Be ready to listen… And always be willing to learn…

nature is the ultimate artist – chriscondello

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Thyme To Finish That Nest

Green grass below me… And grey skies above… Really an odd day for the end of November… The clouds are moving as fast as cars… Blue, purple, orange and grey—constantly changing… Morphing… Heading south-east… At this time of year it can only mean one thing… Cold fronts on the way… Sixty degrees yesterday… Rain in the afternoon… Snow tonight…

Garbage men are smoking at the end of the street… 7:30 AM… The day after Thanksgiving… Not one single can of garbage is on the street… Because not one single person is awake… Or aware of their arrival… But me… Racing to get my garbage together… I managed to get half of it out as the truck was leaving… They took the few bags I had managed to get to the curb… But when I went to my back porch to get another bag… They disappeared… Dammit… Racoons are gonna eat good this week… If I could just train them to clean up after themselves… Imagine if you threw your dinner on the floor before consuming it… How rude…

There’s great light this morning… Very yellow, almost orange and warm looking… It makes the fallen leaves across the street appear almost invisible… The yellow light cancels out the yellow of the leaves… Against the green grass it creates a feast for the eyes… I think it’s because the low sun rise is reflecting off the bottom of the clouds… Only lasts a few moments… But so worth noticing when it occurs… It gives objects that ultra-violet glow that is often experienced in the evening… The little things that we notice… Can be spiritually huge…

The birds that live in my front porch are busy as hell… I can actually hear the things in my wall… I watched them for an hour this morning with my coffee… Beefing up the nest for the cold… These smart birds are apparently using my lemon thyme to build their nest… That’s what I would use—maybe a little chamomile as well…

This will be the third year for birds nesting in my wall… I have no idea if it’s the same ones from the past… I like to think so… I have a feeling they are trying to tell me to prepare for the cold… It makes sense… Why the hell else would they be rushing to insulate the nest…

Nature is the ultimate meteorologist… I think if the weatherman took his head out of the ass of his computer… And went outside and observed nature… He would be right every once in a while…

lets just say a little birdy told me – chriscondello

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Call Me Crazy

I think you should probably go now… There is nothing to see here… This is my secret place—not yours!.. The occupancy permit only accepts one… But if the fire marshal asks… Please forget about all of my personalities… Because although I never invite them… They still manage to crash all of my parties…

I am well aware of the toxic cocktail that is my mind… Any person that has the capacity to do good… Also has the capability to do evil… Evil is easy… As humans I am starting to think evil is second nature—It’s hard work to do good…

Sometimes my thoughts scare me… I actually have to take a moment and give myself a “reality check”… Every person I meet is not against me… You are not plotting my demise—or are you?.. I must be able to read your future thoughts through this keyboard… I feel like you are plotting to lynch me while you read this very sentence—are you?.. Don”t answer that—I wouldn’t believe you anyway!..

It’s interesting that after shutting people out for so long… I could possibly think that I know what you are thinking before you do… It’s so easy to draw conclusions just by the look on your face… I have been told my entire life that I look like I am up to something—I usually was—but that is besides the point… I used to hate that about other people… Now I hate that about myself…

It’s odd how paranoia takes a hold of a person… My paranoia is no longer about your thoughts… Mine is about my own thoughts… You don’t want to know what I am thinking most of the time… My mental jokes are to dark for the general public… I find your misfortunes to be curiously amusing… I have been my own personal lab for years now… Now I want to do experiments on you… How much can you take?.. How do I compare to that?.. I know how much I can handle—how much can you?..

My breaking point is definite—as I believe yours is… Test me… I dare you… Every landmine you lay down… I will step on… That’s just how I roll now… Call me crazy—please—call me crazy!.. Call me anything… Just don’t you dare call me normal… I am an outsider… I do not fit in… I am beginning to accept this about myself… I am not a dinner party kind of person… I don’t really do bars… I am not social…

The first time I meet you—I will most likely mentally reject you… No offense to you—I just don’t “trust” anyone… I love people—But I hate meeting people for the first time… I no longer have any faith in my ability to read a first impression… I have made to many bad decissions as far as friends are concerned… It’s not so much that I don’t trust you… What am I saying—I don’t trust myself—why in the hell would I trust you?..

peace – crazychriscondello

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