I took shrooms and dreamt that Steve Jobs told me to buy Abble ($AABL)

Last night, I took a heroic dose of shrooms and found myself standing on a stage at a keynote presentation. The crowd is silent. A single spotlight hits me. I’m dressed like Tim Cook, holding a remote clicker. Then I realize, I am in fact Tim Cook.

Steve Jobs appeared. He was weightless, radiant, endlessly replicating.

One Jobs turns into two. Two become four. Before I know it, there are hundreds of them – each pacing, presenting, pointing to imaginary slides in the air.

“You’ve been living inside the walled garden,” one of them says. “It’s time to plant something new,” another adds. “Abble is the seed.”

Surrounding me is an army of Steve Jobs. Each one is barefoot, turtlenecked, radiating both judgment and purpose. One steps forward and says: “Buy Abble.”

Another nods solemnly: “Buy Abble.”

I tell them, “I think you’ve got the wrong guy. I’m Tim Cook. I work for Apple, not Abble.”

Steve frowns. “No, Tim. Apple was the beginning. Abble is the future. The last thing I was working on before I died was a cryptocurrency. A decentralized foundation for the Apple ecosystem.”

“I almost called it iCoin,” he says. “But that was too obvious. Abble is what Apple would’ve become… if the shareholders hadn’t stopped me.”

One of the Steves hands me a peeled apple. Inside is a glowing QR code, pulsing like a heartbeat. “Scan it,” he whispers. “It’ll take you home.”

I hold up my phone. The moment the camera locks onto the code, all the Steve Jobs break into a deep, echoing Gregorian chant. Their voices blend together, ancient and mechanical, like monks reciting lines of code. I feel the ground dissolve beneath me. My body lifts, weightless, levitating toward the sky like I’m being uploaded.

The chant grows louder. The Steves raise their arms in sync, eyes glowing bright blue with purpose. And just before I break through whatever boundary separates dreaming from waking, they shout in thunderous unison: “Buy Abble. The evolution of the revolution.”

I woke up on my couch, phone in hand. I unlocked it, and Solflare was open. There it was: AABL, sitting in my portfolio. I had no memory of buying it. I don’t know what’s real anymore, but I do know one thing: Abble is destined for greatness.

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