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Do you know what it means to have highs and lows? Do you know what a Kondratiev (K-wave) cycle is? Do you know what it means to cross from bull to bear and back? Do you know what the world’s bottom is? Do you know what the future of cryptocurrency looks like? At this very moment, with BTC and ETH at the world bottom, I’m fully going all-in on spot holdings through to 2030. It’s time to accumulate coins. For BTC, look for $200,000–$500,000; for ETH, $5,000–$10,000. Don’t ask why—because you don’t understand crypto. If you can see this message, that’s your greatest luck: you’ve connected with cryptocurrency. I generally don’t make price predictions, but this time I’m extremely optimistic. In the coming months 🈷️K will open green in a straight line, surge explosively, and kick off a new wave of gains—refreshing humanity’s perspective. I’ve lived through the bull-bear cycle. Personal thoughts only, for reference. Keep it pinned forever, until the crypto world collapses.

Only later did I understand that all the hustle and bustle is like a firework; after the splendor, only coldness remains on the ground.
And loneliness is the underlying color etched in the bones, following like a shadow.

Seeing through the thinness of human relationships, I finally realized that the only thing you can rely on is yourself.
Those seemingly lively circles are nothing more than a group of people's solitude, far less stable than the peace within.

Loneliness has never been about having no one around, but about people coming and going without anyone truly understanding you.
No matter how prosperous the street or how noisy the party, if your heart has no anchor, everywhere feels like a foreign land.

So, there's no need to expend yourself for people who are not worth it, nor to force yourself into circles that don't belong to you.
The clarity of being alone is far more powerful than the revelry of a crowd; walking alone may be lonely, but at least it is free and unrestrained.

Gradually, you will find that those who can walk with you until the end are never the lively scenes, but the ever-stronger self who no longer relies on anyone.
May you settle in loneliness, move forward in clarity, not pleasing anyone, nor compromising for anyone, living as your true self.

Sometimes I think, if only I were a god.
Then I could reach out my hand to save all those struggling in the mud.
I have seen too many stumbling, too many who are powerless; clearly, they are striving to move forward, yet still end up bruised by life.
I want to pull them up, want to protect them, want all the wandering souls to find a stable home.

But in the end, I am not a god.
I have no heavenly powers; I can only watch the unpredictability of the world, quietly feeling pain and silently being strong in my own world.
It turns out that the most painful thing has never been my own loneliness, but being accustomed to the world's messiness while feeling powerless.
It turns out that the kindest heart can hardly bear to see others suffer.

I hope that all those who hustle can face a little less hardship;
I hope that all sincere hearts will not be betrayed;
I hope that even if we are not gods, we can still light up a little bit of glimmer for each other in the boundless darkness.

Because I am in it, I know, so I empathize.

Just like I’m holding scorching coals, wanting to use them to warm myself,
only to realize the other person is merely admiring the flames through a pane of glass.
The fire is real, but the warmth can never reach her.

It’s like standing outside a shop window, full of joy, staring at the lights inside.
You think that if you push the door open, you’ll be able to have that warmth—
but those lights are meant to be displayed for passersby.
They don’t belong to people who simply pass by.

It’s like casting an entire heart’s worth of sincerity onto the surface of a lake,
hoping to stir up ripples that echo both ways.
But the lake is already accustomed to receiving countless people’s throws.
It will only gently ripple; it won’t rise to the surface for any single stone.

I hold out the whole fruit, hoping for an exchange of feelings both ways,
but she only accepts it out of politeness—without any intention of tasting it.

Can’t bear to go back…

July wrap-up｜Event Contract Monthly Performance
Full-day live practice on the 27th
Lost 4 days｜Flat 1 day｜Profited 22 days
Broadcast nonstop all the way—no cuts—then we stop after the last frame

Performance is completely transparent
Profit days accounted for 81.48%

When trading, only seek stability—don’t fantasize about getting rich overnight. Make money steadily over the long run—that’s what’s real. Don’t compare your returns with others. Just manage your own pace. Once July is over, we start again in August—make good use of the market conditions 🐛

August—make it happen, make it happen, make it happen. The dragon soars in the sky 🩵

From zero to ten thousand followers— a long journey of cultivation.
Looking back to last June, at the very start of going live, I relied only on voice chat to share ideas, and then gradually shifted to screen sharing. Along the way there were ups and downs; all the torment and persistence are tucked away in the livestreams from dawn to dusk.

Ten thousand follows—those are heavy, weighty words of trust. I want to hear what’s on your mind. In the comments, tell me: how long have you been following me?

Randomly select ten Event Warrior heroes who’ve been walking alongside me all the way, and each will receive a small gift of five knives. The road ahead is long; we’ll continue moving forward side by side on the event contract track.

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Total orders: 10

Winning orders: 6

Losing orders: 4

Win rate: 60%

Daily records—no falsehoods.
On the trading road, gains and losses are par for the course.
Not chasing windfall profits in the short term—only long-term success.
Stay true to your original intention, and be grateful for companionship.