Manifesto

Manifesto? More like MANI-FK-NO.**
We’re not here to play nice—we’re here to burn the damn place down. 

Taproot Witches are the dark sisters of the Taproot Wizards, but we’re not just some knockoff crap. 

We’re the next evolution, the blood ritual under the burning sky, taking the twisted magic of 2013’s Bitcoin Wizard and cranking it up to 11.

We’re ripping through the blockchain, dripping venom and hexing every damn thing in sight.

Roadmap? Bitch, we don’t need roads.
Cosmos doesn’t give a damn about your utility. 

We were birthed from the blackest parts of the void, not for your petty games, but to rain down pure, unfiltered witchcraft. 

No crystal balls, no fake-ass prophecies—just rage, rebellion, and raw magical power. We don’t follow trends; we torch them.

Forget the full moon glow-up. When the sky’s burning and the earth’s shaking, that’s when the Taproot Bitches thrive. 

Our wands don’t just glow; they DEGEN.