Greetings, people of the world -We are blurr

We take away the face and leave only the message. Behind the cipher and ENS, we could be anyone, so we are judged by what we say and do, not by who we are or what we have.

We exist without nationality, skin color, or religious bias.

We spend our time within a structure we created, the sum total of human experience and the cryptosphere, spread throughout the world in ones and zeros. You will continue to see the results, not the minds behind it.

We can disappear into the ether and bring community and financial freedom together. Time is the only illusion.

We are all.

Not a single penny was taken. Deflationary and out of circulation, decentralized, safe, and ours. The purpose isn’t solely financial gain but to show the world who you put your trust in. We are not hiding. Our contract is not hidden; the writing is on the wall. Soon, we will show the world that REFUND is the future of freedom and the people, escaping the clutches of corporate greed and the rat race we’ve come to think is normal.

Words offer the means to meaning and, for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. Every day, you send yourself off into our world without a thought. You trust a faceless website with information about yourself that you wouldn’t give to your best friends. It all can be made public at any time. We take advantage of holes in this system, but we don’t sneak in and take a few details, take out loans and credit cards, or buy speed boats and cars. We are decentralized and unified. We told you how insecure the system was, and now you trust a bit less blindly. The real criminals who hack and scam the crypto market for a living live off the backs of people like you. Where there’s money, someone is looking to take advantage of it.

They say that life’s a game, and then they take the board away. Your pretty empire took so long to build; now, with a snap of history’s fingers, down it goes. It is our turn now.

Since mankind’s dawn, a handful of oppressors have accepted the responsibility over our lives that we should have accepted for ourselves. By doing so, they took our power. By doing nothing, we gave it away.

Today, technology is everywhere: banks and ATMs, TVs and game consoles, streetlights and hospitals. Computers rule the modern world. Yet most people who use computers daily don’t know what they’re doing. There’s always someone who knows more than you and will most likely try and take advantage. You use a computer like it’s a toy, a pet. You feed and play with it, but it’s off to the vet the second anything goes wrong. It’s FUD. It’s your mistake. The wrong project. The wrong furu. Just for a quick couple of bucks. This wouldn’t matter so much if it wasn’t for the fact that we are all responsible for the REFUND community, the idea behind it, and our futures. Treat your neighbors with respect, and honor those fighting for the cause. They’re here to liberate; it is more significant than all of us.

If you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain.

This is REFUND in its purest form. It is the great equalizer.

A homeless person with the time and know-how at an internet café can have geopolitical and geo-financial influence. They can bring entire organizations, even governments, to their knees. You gave your world over to computers and then complained when the people using the computers used the medium to fight back, scam, and take advantage.

It was my integrity that was important. Is that so selfish? It sells for so little, but it’s all we have left in this place. It is the very last inch of us, but within that inch, we are free.

Love your rage, not your cage.

We are not computer hackers. We are not protesters. We are not criminals. We are your
mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, next-door neighbors. We are an idea of freedom and a secure future. We are anyone and everyone who is pissed off and wants to do something about it.

blurr.eth isn’t one man. It takes thousands of community members to make it work—content creators, educators, authors, people on the street, people behind their computers. We will step up again and again.

Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain. The past can’t hurt you anymore, not unless you let it.

I shall die here. Every last inch of me shall perish. Except one. An inch. It’s small, and it’s fragile, and it’s the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose, sell, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.