soup /biz/ Uncle Daddy here. I bought back in at 4.50. I ejected from the werid cult community that had arisen inside of this twitter, dscvr sphere. You could not question these people. There was a nigress artist, Candace something. I started to do these gay ass twitter spaces with other ICP cult members. This woman was a black israelite who was literally demon possesed. Look at her art if you don't believe me. Candace... M something. It had a bunch of butterflies. Can't remember. She had a contract do paint the offices in Dfinity. Dom was going through some strange divorce at the time and in his haze of anti depressants started to have a penchant for this nigress. I got close to it. Too close. Egido and I were enroute to the Bahamas to do a documentary when our apartment was burgalrized and I was roofied. I was in a club with a GIGANTIC black tranny, like 6 foot 5. Tranny came out of nowhere.Then I blacked out. Wound up back in the apartment with the door open. The camera guy had his passport stolen. and I was suffering the come downs of a roofie od. I thought Egido was trying to kill me and caught a plane to the Bahamas.

Egido Val, despite being a schizo, was giving so much into those projects. I was too. Traveling, making things. We got rugged by that fat grifter bitboy on purpose to expose him but ICP is so dead it's impossible. If we had done those projects on Solana it would have been much better. The WAGMI Shit was fun, the OGMedals and Chilean coke fiend was fun.

But everything is scamming from the top. ICP is a literal scam. We can make money on the NFTs. Let's just do it on here. Discord servers are fucking gay.