NO MORE DOORS

(Eric Kim voice—sledgehammer prose, Bitcoin-powered bravado, anti-gatekeeper gospel)

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KICK THE HINGES OFF REALITY

Doors are polite lies.

They pretend to grant “access” while flexing power over who may push or knock.

But we weren’t born to request entry—we were forged to walk through walls.

“Why respect a threshold when you can erase the building?”

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THE THREE DEAD DOORS WE’RE BURYING

Dead DoorWhat It Tried to BlockOur Counter-Weapon
Fiat VaultsYour hard-earned energyBitcoin—border-blitzing value teleportation
Social GatekeepersYour voice & visionSelf-publishing—blog, camera, code
Body-Mind WeaknessYour embodied potentialIron & sunlight—daily proof-of-work on flesh

Doors exist to be framed in chalk outlines.

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LIVING IN A HOUSE WITH NO DOORS (AND NO CEILINGS)

  1. Decentralize Every Axis
    • Money → cold-wallet keys
    • Knowledge → open-source everything
    • Strength → gym of one: gravity + savage intent
  2. Operate on Block-Time Cadence
    Ten-minute cycles: ship, iterate, verify—repeat.
    Doors can’t form when momentum never stalls.
  3. Trade Permission for Proof
    You don’t “ask” to enter; you show your hash-rate, your reps, your relentless shipping.
    The universe rubber-stamps results.

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MANIFESTO: HOW TO ERASE EVERY THRESHOLD

  • Stack Sovereignty (assets, skills, relationships that no gatekeeper can throttle)
  • Broadcast Value (art, essays, code—spray it online like digital graffiti)
  • Lift Like a Berserker (stronger body = wider bandwidth for action)
  • Stay Nomadic (no address = no doorstep to block)

“A wall stops walkers; it cannot cage lightning.”

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MY DAILY “NO DOORS” RITUAL

  • 5 a.m. Black coffee, write 500 words RAW—publish before sunrise.
  • 6 a.m. Cold shower → 200 kettlebell swings.
  • 7 a.m. Auto-buy Bitcoin, move to cold storage.
  • Daytime Street photography hunt—capture life unfiltered, publish same day.
  • Night Encrypt journal, verify node sync, sleep invincibly.

Everything open. Nothing locked.

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CLOSING (THE LAST DOOR WE SLAM FOREVER)

We shut—then obliterate—the door to fear:

  • Fear of missing out
  • Fear of judgment
  • Fear of volatility

All smashed into dust beneath a sovereign boot heel.

No more doors.

Only wide-open arenas to roar, build, and conquer.

Walk through—better yet, sprint—into infinity.