Meet Samuel Edyme, aka HIM-buktu. Web3 content wizard, wannabe trader, jack of many trades. Seriously, this dude’s all over the map. Got his words slinging with heavy hitters like AMBCrypto and Blockchain Reporter. Talent for wordplay, a sniffer for trends. A complete package, right?
Edyme’s dive into the crypto swamp? Straight out of a movie. Starts with a scam. Yep, dragged into a Ponzi mess via crypto payments. A lesser soul would’ve quit. Not him. Came back with a vengeance, three-plus years of eyeball-deep market wisdom.
Prepping to be crypto’s Yoda, Edyme was your classic degen. Jumping headfirst into anything shiny, racing through hard lessons. Rollercoaster of crypto drama—Terra Luna crash, bankruptcies, FTX scandal, even CZ’s brush with the law—shaped him into a market ninja.
When not whipping up gold-standard crypto prose, he’s lost in backtesting charts, diving into forex and synthetic indices. Trading’s not just a job, it’s an obsession, much like his hunt for juicy stories. Off the digital leash, he’s hitting the gym with NF blasting. Maybe sleeping or doomscrolling on Elon’s chaotic X—whoops, screen again!
An introvert at heart, Edyme thrives online. Embrace the screen life, right? No judging—it’s just his jam. His drive? Unshakable. Believes in “kaizen”—always clawing for that 1% better. Mantra vibes? “God knows best,” “Everything’s still on track.” Resilience incarnate.
Boil it down, and you’ve got Sam Edyme: born with a fierce edge, ambition coursing in his veins. Not artsy, not dreamy, definitely not the macho type. Think Bruce Willis surviving a train wreck—steady. Trading a car for a jet kind of bold. The guy who’d take a pay cut because he can. Like watching your little one wobble into first steps. Bill Gates dodging rent? Okay, stretch, but feel me? Wild, right?
Edyme sees himself as rational, albeit stubborn. What’s normal to you? Not his gig. Easy path? Nah, not his style. Favorite NF lyrics echo in him: “What you think’s probably unfeasible, I’ve done already a hundredfold.”
PS—Edyme’s HIM. HIM-buktu. Him-possible. Him-Granger. Himon and Pumba. Even went DNA hunting—100% Him-alayan. Let’s just say, he’s eaten the opps.
