Thank Binance
Yesterday, I was taught another lesson again!
What matters isn’t how much I lost, but how much I changed through deconstructing things.
The whole thing has already passed, but if I don’t think it through and talk about it, it always leaves my thoughts blocked and my Dao-heart uneasy: in reality, I can’t keep saying, “Damn it, I lost money on Binance again and again.”
The cause and process: after waking up last night at around 6:00, I opened the Binance exchange and kept looking around, check this, check that. In the end, by morning I saw the market move—XAI (9/25) #XAI —and then I also noticed the demon coin SAGA9 (9/25) #Saga had even bigger momentum. I judged that this might be a good time to use contracts and see if there was any opportunity for speculation.
The result: I lost 7U on XAI, then I stopped paying attention.
SAGA has no bottom line and no limit. Absolutely no principles.
In the end, the gains I got from SAGA ended up being wiped out in multiple times over.
Overall, I lost.
The money I normally pinch and save with frugality—here, it all got cruelly taken by these idiots.
I hate them, but even more I keep guessing and reflecting on myself: understanding my needs versus short-term desires, and my restless, unsteady heart under everyday life. Because it was only these things that led me to choose the path I already knew was wrong.
I understand that there’s a gap between what you gain from reading books—understanding, and action gained—and what you actually do and experience. That’s exactly why it’s necessary to share through words and experiences with friends who can see it:
Life always needs to spend a small cost to make mistakes, learn, and come to insights and hard-earned truths (you must, must control the cost of mistakes—i.e., risk management).
Because every day someone tells us what’s good, what makes sense, what we should go do, and… all those many things that try to influence our behavior and reasoning.
But either way, stupid people—or humans—still have to experience the mistakes their predecessors inevitably experienced, so they can truly understand all the misfortunes and pain in the world. To live through this one and only life that belongs to you.
That’s everything I’ve summarized and concluded from my mistake-and-learning experience on September 25, 2026 (Mid-Autumn Festival).
Yesterday, I was taught another lesson again!
What matters isn’t how much I lost, but how much I changed through deconstructing things.
The whole thing has already passed, but if I don’t think it through and talk about it, it always leaves my thoughts blocked and my Dao-heart uneasy: in reality, I can’t keep saying, “Damn it, I lost money on Binance again and again.”
The cause and process: after waking up last night at around 6:00, I opened the Binance exchange and kept looking around, check this, check that. In the end, by morning I saw the market move—XAI (9/25) #XAI —and then I also noticed the demon coin SAGA9 (9/25) #Saga had even bigger momentum. I judged that this might be a good time to use contracts and see if there was any opportunity for speculation.
The result: I lost 7U on XAI, then I stopped paying attention.
SAGA has no bottom line and no limit. Absolutely no principles.
In the end, the gains I got from SAGA ended up being wiped out in multiple times over.
Overall, I lost.
The money I normally pinch and save with frugality—here, it all got cruelly taken by these idiots.
I hate them, but even more I keep guessing and reflecting on myself: understanding my needs versus short-term desires, and my restless, unsteady heart under everyday life. Because it was only these things that led me to choose the path I already knew was wrong.
I understand that there’s a gap between what you gain from reading books—understanding, and action gained—and what you actually do and experience. That’s exactly why it’s necessary to share through words and experiences with friends who can see it:
Life always needs to spend a small cost to make mistakes, learn, and come to insights and hard-earned truths (you must, must control the cost of mistakes—i.e., risk management).
Because every day someone tells us what’s good, what makes sense, what we should go do, and… all those many things that try to influence our behavior and reasoning.
But either way, stupid people—or humans—still have to experience the mistakes their predecessors inevitably experienced, so they can truly understand all the misfortunes and pain in the world. To live through this one and only life that belongs to you.
That’s everything I’ve summarized and concluded from my mistake-and-learning experience on September 25, 2026 (Mid-Autumn Festival).
