This is quite a week for me! Two friends of mine, husband and wife, have handed me incomplete puzzles.
Wife shared with me some wonderful homemade sourdough. With it, she offered the knowledge that sourdough is a living thing: it grows and you have to feed it and care for it. Y In the middle of this, she rattled off the perplexing statement, "There will always be discard." With the discard, she makes bread, pancakes, and other tasty pastries.
Since sourdough keeps growing and there will always be discard, I am confonted with an image of a globulous mass of unbaked goodness that continues to multiply and feed. How's that for using 7 loaves to feed a multitude?
Husband a few days later urges me to get on stacker, which has now left me with questions about sats (first misread as "stats", which painted a picture of internet clout). He's doing his best to describe how it works, but I cannot help but feel that, like sourdough, there's a self-generating quality to bitcoin and sats that I both can't articulate yet and deeply crave limitations around. Am I wrong about this?