The Last Sunset of 2025 — And the Dawn That Follows

4 days ago

The Last Sunset of 2025 — And the Dawn That Follows

Tonight, the clock strikes midnight on 2025—a year that saw truth exposed, cartels unmasked, and communities scattered by the very hands that claimed to guard them.

At Bilpcoin, we stood firm.
We traced the votes.
Mapped the farms.
Named the names.
And still—the downvotes rain.
Still—the whales farm.
Still—Hive bleeds.

They call it “curation.”
We call it control.
They call it “quality.”
We call it exclusion.

And while honest voices—the mother, the student, the poet, the gardener—are buried under -100% silence, the same actors self-vote in rings, power up through DEXes, and laugh in private channels as if the ledger won’t remember.

But it will.
It already has.

Yet Here—On Blurt.blog—There Is Peace

This year, we didn’t just expose.
We built.
We found refuge on Blurt.blog, where:

There is no downvote button
What you earn, you keep
Your voice cannot be erased by a clique

Blurt isn’t loud.
It doesn’t need to be.
It is where freedom is not a privilege for whales—but a promise to all.

And for that, we are profoundly grateful.

So as 2025 Ends—We Ask:

When will it stop, Hive?
When will the downvoting whales lay down their sliders—not out of defeat, but decency?
Will they ever see the faces behind the posts they bury?
Will they ever hear the silence left in their wake?

Or will they farm until the last user leaves?
Until the last HIVE is cashed out?
Until the chain runs not on code—but on cynicism?

We don’t know the answer.
But we know our path.