LUDOMANIA

A note from the blockchain abyss.

It starts with a twitch. New listing. 50% dump.
You’re not in a chair — you’re in hyperspace.
Mind draws star maps from candles, fingers on “Buy Short”.

Then comes the cortisol.
What if it’s a scam? What if it’s the bottom?
Not fear — adrenaline thirst. Like a validator out of sync.

Click. You’re no longer human. You’re a smart contract.
A node without rep. The move’s on-chain. No return.

If it dumps — void. If it pumps — 5 mins of euphoria.
Then greed. Then search. Then more Gas.

You think you want Xs.
But you just want to feel.
Outside the chain, all’s been dead for ages.

Crypto-ludopaths don’t chase profit. They flee.
Nomads between nets.
By day: DeFi. DAOs. NFTs.
By night: flipping tokens with no site and copypasta code.

You’re not trading crypto.
Crypto’s trading you.