Do US residents use Nexo to store Bitcoin are there alternatives you prefer?

2021.10.26 14:56 VooDoo_MaMa_JooJoo Do US residents use Nexo to store Bitcoin are there alternatives you prefer?

Just created a Nexo account yesterday. I have been using Celsius and BlockFi and have been looking to add on a 3rd platform for more diversity and better interest.
I plan to store mostly Bitcoin. I had planned to earn in Nexo token so that I could get the 6% APY unfortunately it took me through the entire set up and KYC before I learned that I cannot earn in Nexo because I am in the US. Now it looks like my only way to earn a decent apy is to buy a chunk of Nexo and I’m not super keen on doing that.
Where are US residents keeping their Bitcoin? Ledn? Hodlnaut? Crypto.com Or are you ok buying a bunch of Nexo tokens?
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2021.10.26 14:56 Totally_Fubar_666 I made Cerberus

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2021.10.26 14:56 LollyPhantom 31 [F4R] Looking for connections!

Hello! I have a bubbly personality and I’m down to earth. I’m new to poly I feel like I have more love to give. I feel like everyone is so sex focused these days what happened to having a connection and romance? Sex is great but I want someone to know me. I drink iced coffee daily. I love watching shows/movies, listening to music, playing on my Nintendo switch. I love the shows shameless, sex education, sex life, riverdale, and more. I’d love to hear from you let’s chat!
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2021.10.26 14:56 ThrowawayDJer Something very special happened yesterday

Yesterday during a work call, my colleague slipped and accidentally shared some good news with me: management is ready to start training me to join the ranks of management! I was assigned a new project and noticed that there wasn't a manager on the project team. I was the highest ranking person on the team list. I asked my colleague (one of our managers) what's up with this list - who will I be reporting to? To my delight, she shared that I will be assuming responsibilities normally held by the manager role, and will dock into our big boss on a weekly basis for guidance (aka personally learn from her!).
I feel a lot of joy right now. I can feel it emulating from my heart/chest. I can feel it expand out and grow up my spine, a warm running through my back, up my neck and the back of my head.
I want to share with everyone my new routine, and I hope to inspire a few hearts.
I've combined the teachings of a few complimentary teachers:
Neville Goddard
Dr. Joe Dispenza
Dylan James
Ho'oponopono
Here is my routine:
I wake up every morning at 7:00AM to my alarm (which is set to ABBA's Fernando - the opening to that song feels like a sunrise, a new day), and for the next 15 minutes I remember who I am. I am source. I am awareness. I am a piece of God. I am an expansion of God's awareness. I am a creator. I am I am I am.
I then slip on a real loose hoody and some comfy sweats and do my wake-up bathroom routine, and then settle down for a morning meditation. I sit myself in front of my windows looking out at my plants, and get into a comfortable upright position and listen to Dr. Joe Dispenza's Tuning into New Potentials meditation. It is 45 minutes long and a real commitment, but it is absolutely worth it! He starts by guiding you through the process of relaxing and opening up your energy centers, and I find this to be very beneficial for downstream events later in the day. Its very similar to breathwork many LOA types push. He then guides us to the awareness of nothing (no one, no time, no place, no thing, etc.) - pure I AM awareness (think Neville). From there, we shift our awareness to states that we want more from - states we aim to create. And you are instructed to think from the end of these goals - who would you be, what would you do, how would you feel, how would you walk, etc. It was here that I imagined myself as a manager. After this, he gently walks you out of the meditation while letting go of the desire.
From here, I am living in the end, and I try to hold on to this state for as long as possible. I go about my day, and when things come up that try to thwart me, I leverage the Ho'oponopono prayer to give myself permission to not react, remind myself of who I truly am, open my heart and return to living in the end state. When I need even more help I will leverage Abraham Hicks and Dylan James videos to help guide me back into that state of allowing, the living in the end.
Lastly, at night, I listen to affirmations on an 8 hour loop to remind me of what constructive beliefs are - "people like me" "people want to be around me" "I appreciate myself and love myself wholly" just really basic but essentially positive beliefs that we all should have as a foundation for life/creation.
The last step is "knowing" that this process works, which I have struggled with. But this latest evidence from my coworker is a great help! And truly, this post is a celebration of my growth in my "knowing" of our true nature. We are all creating through our awareness, and the external is merely a projection of our inner thoughts, where others are playing the role we assign to them. And we play the role which we assign ourselves.
My next step is to become more intentional in my inner thoughts, my inner dialogue, and to assume a new role to play. The best role I have ever played yet! The role of an amazing boyfriend, a supportive lover, a master of appreciation, a fearless spirit, and a compassionate leader with the mission of reimaging our healthcare delivery system for the modern era so that it is accessible, affordable and equitable for all people who are in need of betterment and willing to seek help, and get closer to who they truly are!
Finally, the last thing I want to address is the Church. I grew up in a Greek Orthodox household, but was essentially raised in a secular public school. As a child, these two ideologies are so at odds with each other that it destroyed my sense of inner self. I only viewed myself as external characteristics. In order to be successful and accomplished and wealthy, I felt the need to follow the secular path. By the time I entered High School, I fully rejected the faith. Additionally, I allowed other people's hatred for faith shape my own reality and perceptions. As a faithless person, I became sick (mentally, physically, spiritually) and my inner dialogue was VERY troubling.
During this past summer, it has been a true joy to revisit the Greek Orthodox faith with Neville Goddard by my side. The Orthodox is drastically different from the Western Churches, namely in their concept of Theosis - which isn't too different from living in the end! It is about living with god's energy within us, expressing his energy, that Heaven is a state of being here on earth, there is no waiting, only the now...sound familiar?
Its been a true JOY digging back into this faith with Neville
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2021.10.26 14:56 n0ob6 Roach this is gonna take some time go with Meat and Royce and check out the favela for any signs of Rojas

Roach this is gonna take some time go with Meat and Royce and check out the favela for any signs of Rojas
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2021.10.26 14:56 NoSituation5785 I am sorry.

I wrote this post a couple days ago.
Now, I have no idea how can I live like this any longer. I know that the world doesn’t owe me anything but I just can’t take it anymore. I couldn’t find a place to stay, I only have bus money for tomorrow, and I feel helpless. I feel alone and terrified.
I am a second class citizen in a third world country. Maybe this is my fate. Maybe I am just an insignificant dust in enormous planet. I have 5% battery left and I have no desire to survive this night.
I know I shouldn’t post this here, I am sorry. Take care, and again: I’m sorry.
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2021.10.26 14:56 Erutious Towesey Homestead- Part 3- The Soil Remembers

Part 1- https://www.reddit.com/nosleep/comments/qey0cg/the_towesey_homestead_part_1_the_field_prepares/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3
Part 2- https://www.reddit.com/nosleep/comments/qfnec1/towesey_homestead_part_2_the_scarecrows_know/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3
I don't know what to do.
Thomas was taken three days ago, and I haven't been able to leave the house since.
I was still sitting at the kitchen table when my wife, Kara, got up. I was staring off into nothing, remembering how the little boy scarecrow had come up from the ground in the furrow I had dug as I looked for Thomas. She had shaken me, asking me what was wrong, but I couldn’t tell her much of anything. I was in a state of shock, not really sure how to explain what had happened. She became even more frantic when she couldn't find Thomas, and the talking had become shouting.
She was getting scared, even in my current state I could tell, and that's why she called the police.
Sheriff Dunland came when I called, having just gotten out of bed when the operator called to tell him about my son. I smelled him before I saw him as he came to the porch. He walked into the kitchen, my wife making him leave his cigarette in the yard, and he sat down next to me at the table as I just stared into space.
"Morning, Dale," he said, and it seemed that his words were the magic spell I had been looking for to bring me out of my stupor.
"Morning, Sheriff," I answered quietly.
"I'm sorry to come to you under such terrible circumstances, but we need to know where your boy is."
I just told him that he was missing. I had told him that he had run into the fields suddenly as I was perched in the barn and became lost in the field. I told them I had searched and searched, but I couldn't find him. I told him that I must have gotten turned around in the field and had a nervous breakdown or something, like the one I'd had in the war. I had woken up just now, sitting at the table, with no clue how I had gotten here.
I told him a load of bullshit, and he asked my wife if he could make some calls from the house phone.
An hour later, our dirt yard was full of state police cars, and the property was being searched thoroughly. They tromped through the fields, not looking twice at the scarecrows as they searched. They searched the barn, the sheds, the pond, the house, and everything in between. They asked about the dug-up area in the field, but I only shook my head. No answer I could give them would be satisfactory.
In the end, they told me they would put up his poster and asked if we had a recent photo of him. Kara provided one, and he said they would have the posters up by tomorrow. Then, all of them packed into their cars and left. As they drove away, I suddenly wished I had been honest with him about what I had seen. They might have thought me mad, but maybe they would have taken me with them when they left instead of leaving me here.
Here, where the whispers had already started again.
It was afternoon by the time they left. Brad wanted to check the crops, but I just couldn't summon up the desire. I found myself sitting on the porch instead, looking at the crops in much the same way Thomas had yesterday. I watched the corn sway in the autumn breeze, heard the rattle of corn husks and discard silk as it was pushed, and felt a hollowness inside myself. How does one cope after seeing the ground swallow up their youngest child? I doubt I was the first to ask this question, but I just didn't know how to handle it. Thomas was gone, never coming back, and I was left behind.
I jumped when my wife sat down next to me, realizing that it was dark now. I had been sitting on the porch for what must have been hours, watching the corn sway and listening to the voices that swayed with it. They promised peace in the field, peace amongst the corn, and it was all I could do not to rush out to the field and lose myself in that sea of green. She threw a blanket over us and nestled against me as she joined me in endless staring.
"What happened to him, Dale? What happened to Thomas?"
I couldn't answer her. I would never answer her. The thing I had seen couldn't be vocalized. To speak of it would make it real, and if it were real, then it could happen again. Better than he had drowned in the pond. Better that some murderer had killed him. To have my own farm simply devour him would be unthinkable.
"Come on, Dale. Talk to me, please."
She was pleading now, begging me for something that I couldn't give her.
All I could do was sit there and hold that terrible knowledge inside myself.
We sat in silence for nearly an hour before she kissed my cheek and said she was going to bed.
As I sat on the porch, watching the corn as it swayed, I heard that same skeletal voice as it moved with the wind. It told me how I could find peace amongst the crops. That all my cares would disappear once I was one with the land again. When I tell you that it took everything I had not to run out into the field, I mean it. I was sitting under the blanket, all my will used to keep me rooted to the spot when the farm played its ace.
The corn rustled, and out walked Thomas.
I sat forward, shocked, watching my son come stumbling out of the corn. He waved at me, a childish flop of his arm, and enticed me to join him. The corn waved in the breeze as well, its long arms seeming to lure me into its earthy embrace. They wanted me to be with them, to be a part of them, and as I rose from the swing, that was what I fully intended to do.
It wasn't until the moon hit Thomas just right that I saw the truth.
It was nothing but the scarecrow, the one I had seen pop from the ground like one of my ears of corn, waving in the breeze. I didn't know how he had come to be at the edge of the cornfield, a full fifty feet from where I had seen him sprout, but there he was. His thin arms no longer waved so much as they were moved by the breeze. I got up and went inside, turning my back on the waving scarecrow.
I thought maybe I could sleep, but there would be no sleep that night. I was constantly pulled from sleep by a tapping at the window of our bedroom. When I would look up, I would see the ghostly face of my son, his eyes begging as he wrapped on the glass. I would roll over, turning away from my little boy, and put my head under the pillow as he begged me to come with him. He would say anything to get me out of bed. He would say anything to get me out of the safety of my home.
"Daddy, it's so cold! Won't you come let me in?"
"Daddy? I'm scared! Come outside!"
"Please come outside, Daddy! It's nice in the field. You'll like it."
"The Green Man is coming, Daddy. He's going to get you either way. The scarecrows told me so."
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddddyyy!"
On and on and on.
The following day I was like a ghost in my own house. My wife brought me breakfast in bed, Brad hovering by the door as he asked if I was okay? Kara told him that I was fine, but she didn't seem to be so sure herself. She sat with me as I ate, clearly wanting to ask me something but unable to form the words she wished to ask. When I was done eating, I just stared at the tray until she picked it up. She was looking at me with real worry, and when she turned to go, she stopped suddenly, tray in hand.
"I know you saw something out there, something that's scared you. You need to talk about it, Dale. Just tell me what you saw. Maybe I can help."
I looked at her, and she must have seen something in my eyes that was more alarming than the way I was acting.
"You can't help me, Kara, and I cant help you. We are trapped here by those things, by the land, and there is no help for us."
She left then, but I was never really alone.
Whenever the wind blew, I could still hear Thomas as he begged me to come to the fields.
I lived in that stupor for two days, refusing to leave the house and refusing to speak to anyone. Brad and Kara were worried, coming to talk to me or try to get me to eat. I just sat there, though, staring out the window as the wind rustled the corn and the scarecrows moved in closer. They didn't think I could see them as they gathered, but I could. They never left the safety of corn, but I could see their faces as they congregated. They stared at me, they stared through me, and the voices on the wind told me how I would join their legion.
When I suddenly noticed Greg, a white moon face at the foot of my bed, I jumped. It had been morning only a moment before, but the shadows told me it must be mid-day. He was kneeling, just looking at me, and I stared back at him for a few minutes before a creepy smile stretched over his still childish face. I blinked. Had his eyes always been so jaundice? So...piss yellow.
"They're calling you," he said, almost lilted, and I glanced back at the window as the sun seemed to darken before my very eyes.
The window was obscured by a rogue's gallery of squashed sackcloth faces.
When I turned back to the foot, Greg was gone.
When I looked back out the window, the scarecrows were gone.
I sat up that night, staring into the darkness as my wife snored comfortably beside me. The wind still swirled around the house, a real late-season gale, and I heard the house creaking and the corn rustling. As the wind whipped, I heard the voices of the field, Thomas’s voice amongst them, as it called me to come back to the land. They whistled and cajoled and begged, and over time, they wore me down. As my wife slept, I felt the tears run down my face. Thomas, my boy, had been taken by the land. He was all alone out there, and here I sat refusing him. He was nestled in the earth, and I was sitting here denying him my company, my love.
A knocking at the window tore my head back towards it, and there he was. He was pale in the moonlight, my Thomas, and his cherubic face was unaccusing, untempered by anger, graced only by confusion. His shirt was unstained with the dirt that I had seen take him. He was pristine, he was unharmed, and he stared at me questioningly.
"Daddy, please come back to me. I'm so lonely here."
So now I'm sitting at my kitchen table, writing my final explanation to my wife and boys. I started writing this down so it would be fresh, but I think it's also in case something happens to me. You see, the voices are always in my head now. I can hear them now as I sit at the table. They follow me, toy with me, and tell me how nice it will be to become part of his crop. Who is he? I don't know, but his words, the scarecrows' words, are becoming more and more tantalizing. I've laid in bed and listened for three days. I won't spend another day with their chores in my brain.
When I'm done, I think I'll take off my shoes and just walk through the fields.
It will be nice to feel the soil beneath my toes one last time.
I can see that little scarecrow from the kitchen table.
It's almost like he's waving to me, calling me over, telling me to return to the land. Thomas is with them, waving and calling to me. I think...I think I can see Greg out there with him. It's dark, and the porch light is off, but it seems like he's calling me out there too.
I never could say no to my boys.
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2021.10.26 14:56 New_Mycologist_3002 Cringiest Scene in the whole series. Change my mind.

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2021.10.26 14:56 PenMarkedHand [Question?] Trigger Effects in a chain

Oneiros, The Dream Mirror Erkling has an effect - If another monster you control is Tributed (expect during the Damage Step). You can target one card on the field and destroy it.
My understanding this is a Spell Speed 1 Trigger effect - that can activate on my opponents turn if the conditions are met.
I use Morpheus, The Dream Mirror Blacks knight effect (quick effect) you can tribute this card, and special summon 1 "Morpheus, The Dream Mirror White Knight", as Chain Link 2 in response to an opponents activated monster effect.
Couple of questions - 1.) can I activate Oneiros' effect on my opponents turn in this condition. 2.) When does Oneiros' effect resolve, after the resolution of my CL2 effect, or after the resolution of the entire chain.
BONUS QUESTION: If Oneiros said WHEN ANOTHER.... instead of IF ANOTHER.... in it's effect text, would this change the outcome of the situation.
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2021.10.26 14:56 MrsBubblesGainey502 After watching Elle Bee's recap of David & Marrissa. I truly IMO, believe UBT is capable of murder.

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2021.10.26 14:56 adamh32 In game editor

Is the ingame editor out yet?
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2021.10.26 14:56 FreddeMercedes What car is this?

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2021.10.26 14:56 starshxne In wake of One World Cafe being delayed, UB has issued Tripathi Dollars. Good for one mediocre sandwich after an hour wait in SU! Not valid from 11am-4pm at on campus dining establishments.

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2021.10.26 14:56 Xmaster777 People complained at my Gym because they say I smell bad :(

I am from India but currently living in America and it's a regular problem to me that people complain about my smell. I know a lot of people avoids me because they think I smell disgusting :(
When I was in Highschool the white kids weren’t shy about letting me know “I smelled like sweaty curry”. I don't use deodorant but I shower every day. My family refuses to buy deodorant because they say it's a western thing and that it can cause cancer.
Anyway, today at my Gym the administrator called me to his office and told me several people (he didn't give me names) had complained about my body odor. They Gym won't penalize because I didn't break any rules but they say I must do something because my odor is rude to other people.
Have Indian bros ever had a problem like this before?
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2021.10.26 14:56 SuperNovaGemini444 15 Min Morning Sun Salutation Yoga Flow 30 Day Challenge [Rest Day]

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2021.10.26 14:56 roachieboii Mega Absol 0935 5003 2482

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2021.10.26 14:56 Embarrassed-Author80 Damage text

You know how when your hit is critical the damage text is red? And when its a normal damage hit the text is white. What does it mean its in yellow?
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2021.10.26 14:56 yunghusk2019 My ps5 has a blue blinking light

I have tried to rebuild database, update resolution, etc. in don’t know what to do. I also have no idea why this happend. I assume its the power outage i recently had due to local flooding. Please help
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2021.10.26 14:56 Ok_R_Y_A_N too soon ?

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2021.10.26 14:56 shaikh19982 google bigquery data upload help please

Help me please!
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i want to upload a 10gb file to bigquery using python code only please somebody help me.
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2021.10.26 14:56 Frosty_Ad2035 When should i buy my team?

Hey,
So i want to rebuild half of my team but I thought about buying the team on rewards day or on Friday because of the Halloween promo. Is it better to buy it now, on rewards day or on Friday?
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2021.10.26 14:56 outrider101 When subreddit for pictures become political echo chamber

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2021.10.26 14:56 poobislole Anybody else having performance issues this update?

The game ran fine before but I've been having unexpected frame drop issues on maps other than the new one. A friend of mine trying to play was having frame drop issues so severe that the game was almost unplayable. These performance issues are new to the update for us, but if anyone has any ideas on how to resolve this issue please let me know.
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2021.10.26 14:56 level1techsbot Level1Techs - MSI MPG X570S - Monoblock AM4 - Like Bob Ross, but with Motherboards!

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