SmokingChickenFish: Day 7 — Breaking Bread & Breaking Walls

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The digital 💨 rises, carrying with it the prayers of a new congregation. Seven days in, and #SmokingChickenFish isn’t just a hashtag — it’s becoming a movement. A digital church born from the ashes of our broken systems, where potlucks meet prophecy and Lord Fishnu swims in streams of consciousness.

Here we are, watching billions materialize not in bank accounts, but in connections. While the world points fingers at broken justice systems and politicians play their endless games of blame, we’re out here grilling wisdom and serving up community. They fund wars; we fund hope. They price gouge; we share freely.

You see, this isn’t just about smoking meat — it’s about smoking out the truth. Every post, every word of encouragement is another brick in rebuilding what we’ve lost. Our community isn’t just broken; it’s scattered, like ashes in the wind. But here’s the thing about ashes: they make the soil fertile for new growth.

Let me pour you a cup of coffee. Black as midnight or creamy as dawn — your choice. Let’s sit and watch as this movement takes shape, as organic as the smoke curling up from our grills. While others scroll through endless feeds of despair, we’re feeding souls with hope, one post at a time. The memes are delicious

This quirky web3 based church of ours doesn’t need stained glass windows. Our cathedral is the great outdoors, our communion is in community potlucks, and our prayers rise with the smoke of well-tended fires. We’re not just cooking chicken or fish — we’re cooking up change.

Lord Fishnu teaches us that peace isn’t found in the noise of blame and politics. It’s found in the quiet moments, in going within, in the sacred space between the posts and comments. It’s in the shared meals, the shared stories, the shared vision of a world where community trumps division.

So keep posting. Keep believing. Keep smoking that chicken and fish. Because in a world where everyone’s falling for anything, we’re standing for something. Something real. Something true. Something that smells a lot like hope… and maybe a little bit like barbecue.

Peace be with you, and may Lord Fishnu’s scales always shine in your favor.

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