I am a chartist, I have a story to tell, I might speak in parables.. But, Just listen! The way of the market is a mystery, she moves in ways only a few can grasp. My experiences and journey through the world of candles ad wicks all documented.
“Can your approach to trading tell the kind of person you are?” Janet asked.. I wonder how one can take a trade and not wait for a certain outcome if one’s not just an impatient soul.
I know of a man who couldn’t just accept he was an egoistic bastard. Oh! the greed, the recklessness, the “i’m always right” disgusting attitude. I know of a man who if.. and I mean “if” only he accepted and took responsibility. We won’t have said RIP..
Do traders die?
I am a trader and I’m dumb. I know what to say but words fail me. I look for originality or maybe, I should say: “personality flair”. Where’s this originality? Funny, I see it when I stare at the mirror. However, it so damn far to reach. “If only I could reach it”—Sarah huffed.
My name’s Sarah and I’m a copy. Maybe just only going to be a copy of my parents imagination, or my dad’s lucky sperm. All I see are canvas and candles of other different artists but never seem to see mine. Oh, let’s add that to my CV then. I’m probably blind to. How do I take my own trades? The other day on youtube, I heard, “oh, woah you trade just like Anthony”. Lol, who the hell is Anthony and why should I trade like him? I hate that. I need mine.
Reflection [chuckles] What is reflection? Do you love your own reflection? So many questions—with, yet again… different definitions. A reflection is the return of light, heat, energy or sound waves from any surface. “To fix one’s thoughts (particularly from the past) on something”, is also a reflection. When you reflect, you ponder, mull, think—reflecting is synonymous with “past”—In most cases, you can only reflect if it’s something from the past.
However, writing this particular journal entry, I thought of: “what our reflections would be like as traders”. Have you ever had to reflect back to who you were before trading?, Well, I do sometimes, who am I kidding? I’m even doing it now.
According to our definitions, In the word reflection, we get to pick some words like: “The return of light, heat, energy or soundwaves”, “Fix one’s thoughts”… You know what this means?, The first definition, simply means: your reflection is how you feel at a particular moment, the energy you transmit at that point is reflected. That’s why, if you look in the mirror—sad, you will not expect to see someone happy in there. Whereas, the second is an escape from realty. That is, when you reflect you leave this particular plane, moment and travel back in time.
Trade [stuttering] I’m a trader… Oh! nice to meet you too. “That was awkward”, I thought. How did she know I was a trader? I rarely meet people who just automatically figure me out. The first encounter was a strange one.
[Feet shuffling, Choo-choo… clickety-clack—train bawls]
“Attention, passengers: this is your conductor speaking. The train is about to leave the station. Please stand clear of the closing doors.”
I’ve never really left the state you know, ancient times and all. My life has been an endless maze or better yet—a labyrinth.Don’t worry, heh—still working on the nemesis.
