Mark Zuckerberg’s sister sings on Crypto – Trustnodes
Randi Zuckerberg, the sister of multi-billionaire Meta founder Mark Zuckerberg, released a song dedicated to crypto and web3.
“I sing this song, surrounded by new friends, as a rallying cry for the women of web3. Together we can accomplish anything. And have fun doing it! #WAGMI,” she said.
The song has a catchy melody, echoing a meme that may have started in these very pages. It looks like we’re all going to get there after all, congratulations to those who weathered a most brutal bear market we said around August 2020 as the market turned bullish.
The GM meme is newer. Hello. It may have started on IRC, Rizon, where nicknames that had been hanging around for years got to know each other well enough to, well, say hello, to be friends.
The song also has a 90s background in looks and visuals. It’s also a meme, or rather an idea because a lot of very prominent defi dapps look like websites from the 90s.
It is a symbolic way of saying that we demand world peace and a time when there is no enemy state, when television stops terrifying the public.
With the war in Ukraine a far more serious matter where some won’t make it, the song can apply to the whole country as well. At least we hope Ukraine will pull through.
It’s an inspiring song. Tacky, maybe cheap, but happy, joyful, and the drumbeats at ATH while a millennial girl sings can be soulful because we manage to bring optimism if you will.
This is precisely how we want our space to develop by being playful and there too there is a sign of revolt, a cultural revolt too.
Because while there is fate in other spaces, we rise up to shout that they are all wrong, that we are all going to make it.
It deserves its own poem. Ours of course with condensed metaphors. This is called the Enlightenment:
like rotten kings, in the sky
and atmosphere, of icy coldness
to the birds to sing, to the birds to sing.
Wisdom teeth, with their deep roots
introduce themselves and their physique
the highways there,
living beings, for us to taste them.
Fires were, hell too
long gone these days, in this tatoo
old habits, go to war,
give more comfort to aspiratoooor.
As awake, today this shore,
like the dreams of yesteryear, the present no longer
cut aside, the evil was,
and here is the command, the land of beauty.
From the top of the ship the waves are rocking
like golitha david hay
in the new world and this new globe
the decades of wisdom in praaay.
Where is the dead fear, where does it go
where anger slept, asleep on the shore
the fringes stand, now in the foreground
of this globe hand, coin to horn.
And beating hearts command time
our moment shines, our moment now
‘Cause we’re dead and living so clearly
in youth, our seven sear.
Dawn within reach, our paint choice
energy, with their sohong
our will to see, what is the old,
our desire to bring, what is the world.
As the monkeys rise, in human form
likewise our blood, to glory aaaaal
in daaance pleasure, in the mind of the gods
the conqueeeeeeeesstttt of the univars.
For the atoms…let’s go our way,
they dance, in our swahay
it’s us, the light alone,
in this vast cosmos like aaaaal
if united, elements, with pleasure, let’s help each other
in our dreams, in our thoughts,
in our globess gloorrirooooooooooo order.
Get up sweet, ’cause hell is over
republic, this gloobe aloohone
stand up Arabs and Mongols,
european at foooree
ride uo in short corners,
high corners around the world
for your man, it’s to evolve
and your man has no more war.