bitchan

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the record

6 чувств у людей. Шестое это что? Это та часть разума которая остаётся после вычитания того что посылают органы чувств? Или это факт осознавания чуств? Или это мысли которые всплывают постоянно сами по себе? Давайте по русски обьясните только, обычным языком ага. Меня интересует понимание, расшифровка в понятных терминах, а не сами древние индийские словечки.

⚠ unconfirmed

its facts

reference
bitchan:bdbf30d55e1c913539408e882758e6f714417512c3a4271631ca7bf126053fe5 paste this to come back
link
https://bitchan.one/r/bdbf30d55e1c913539408e882758e6f714417512c3a4271631ca7bf126053fe5 paste this to share
author
e9d52e8e5b5deaf3ecacf21325a706084a8729a6ae6ac7c2de8bd173ae320b53 the key that signed it
board
/2ch.re

how to check it

known mirrors

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thanks

a door, not an ask — there is no amount to meet and nothing is owed. Sats sent here can be spent by the person who wrote this, and by nobody else.

address
tb1pt65e5zs4md2s89t3uxk64ds4mj2nl76lvk20yxhz6dpdfacyzspssgdzsn
derived from
e9d52e8e5b5deaf3ecacf21325a706084a8729a6ae6ac7c2de8bd173ae320b53
the address above, as a QR code

or scan that with the device your wallet is on — it carries the same address and the same absence of an amount. The line of text above it is the door that needs no camera.

This host chose that key. It is the key it served for this record — check it against another host before sending anything you would miss. Nothing on this page can catch a swap.

one-way — only that key can ever spend what arrives. Nobody, this software included, can move it or give it back. below about 2× the fee to spend it, a tip is a plaque rather than a paycheck.

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