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Hokku:
Candle in the zenith.
Greed burns bridges.
The whale leads behind him.

Lunch break, but instead of food — adrenaline. The market has entered a phase of vertical growth. What we saw this morning was just a warm-up.
firmly established above the resistance level, and now every pullback is instantly bought back. This is a classic 'short squeeze': bears are capitulating, fueling the rocket with their liquidations.

Hoku:
Sunlight through the glass.
The old barrier has been broken.
The path into the unknown.
The morning began with an abnormal surge in activity. What seemed like an unshakable wall yesterday has today turned to dust. $BTC finally made a confident leap above the consolidation zone, pulling the entire market along with it. This is not just growth — it's a cascade of short position closures fueling itself.

Hoku:
The city is fading.
Shadow of invisible boundaries.
Battle for every point.

The evening turned out genuinely tense. The market resembles a battlefield where every move can be decisive. $BTC once again assaults a key psychological level, and this number has become a real barrier. The order books at $BNB show strong selling pressure, yet "bulls" stubbornly hold their ground.

Hokku:
Light at the zenith.
The chart froze in the flames.
The predator sleeps in the glass.
Lunch break turned into a digital meditation session. After the morning surge, the market entered a suspiciously quiet phase. $BTC remained firmly glued to the support level near $90,000, while $BNB (around $915) draws a horizontal line, ignoring Bitcoin's volatility. But I know: this silence is deceptive.

Hoku:
Sun through clouds.
Red thread broken.
The whale forgot its own.

Morning greeted me with the smell of burned deposits in Twitter and a perfectly clean chart after overnight cleanup. What I saw last night happened: $BTC wiped out excess passengers with one sharp move. The market looks empty, but it's precisely in this vacuum that real trends are born.

Hoku:
The moon speaks in riddles.
Silence cuts into pieces.
The whale emerged from the darkness.
Night is the time when the market removes its masks. I sit in front of my laptop in complete darkness, and only the chart $BTC pulses on the screen, like a heart awaiting an attack. What I see in the transaction stream right now doesn't resemble ordinary trading. It's a coordinated withdrawal of capital into stablecoins, but with a very specific purpose.

Hokku:
The sunset is fading.
The knot is tightly tied.
Time to untie it.

Evening sky outside the window is covered with clouds, and the market mirrors this gloomy atmosphere. The rally we saw at noon ended abruptly with a surge of sellers. $BTC is once again testing investors' nerves, and every second on the chart is now worth millions.

Hoku:
A haze over the glass.
The numbers caught in a moment.
The tornado gathers strength.

Lunch break turned into a session of digital meditation. After the morning chaos, the market entered a phase of suspicious calm. $BTC is firmly glued to the support level, while $BNB draws a horizontal line, like a cardiogram in deep coma. But I know: this is calm before the elevator doors open onto an entirely different floor.

Hokku:
The sun rises instantly.
The red thread trembles.
Who survived the storm?
The morning began not with coffee, but with a piercing alert signal. I barely managed to open my laptop. What I warned about overnight happened: the AI token sector exploded in volatility, but not in the way dreamers expected. My forecast regarding $BNB and $FET proved surgically precise.

Hokku:
The moon is at its zenith.
The whale is preparing its strike.
Blood is cold, like steel.
The room is drowning in darkness, only the blue glow of the monitor cuts through the eyes. While most traders dream of easy gains, I stare into the abyss of the blockchain, and it stares back at me.
I've tracked a series of anomalous transactions. The wallet, previously inactive, suddenly woke up and began aggressively accumulating $FET and $AGLD — key tokens in the AI sector. This is not just buying; it's a 'royal gambit.' They're luring retail investors into a trap. All this nocturnal chaos is happening just before a major announcement on Binance.

Hokku:
The city has fallen asleep.
The secret is hidden in numbers.
The key is in the hands of those.
Evening has arranged everything in its place. The daytime panic has subsided, leaving behind burned-out land on the charts and several very interesting anomalies. While most are discussing the damage in chats, I opened the terminal and noticed something that sent shivers down my spine. On $BNB , a capital inflow has been recorded, a sign that usually precedes 'big news'.

Hoku:
Steel in a glass.
The walls are collapsing in an instant.
Who is the prey here?

Several hours have passed, and the market has already chewed up the hopes of thousands of traders and spit them out as red liquidations. My laptop's fans are spinning so fast they might fly off along with my deposit. What I see on the screen resembles a bank heist, with my wallet as the bank and the market as the robber.

Hoku:
The candle is silent.
The cold numbers on the screen.
The whale is preparing its move.

Two days of relative market calm were merely an illusion. While I allowed myself a brief rest, the blockchain never stopped for a single moment. Opening my laptop this morning, I felt the air in the room become electrified.
The price \u003cc-50/\u003e is squeezed into a narrow triangle. This is a pattern that always ends in a burst. But in which direction? I look at the chart \u003cc-52/\u003e and notice a strange divergence: the price is slowly rising, while trading volumes are falling. This is a 'bullish divergence' — a dangerous signal that often precedes a sharp crash.

Haiku:
Light in the darkness.
The sound of keystrokes — like a pulse.
Numbers become the path.

Put down the phone. Opened the laptop lid. In the darkness of the room, the light from the 16-inch screen seems like a portal to another dimension. On the large monitor, the market looks different — not just candles, but the 'breathing' of capital is visible.

Hoku:
Candles are fading.
Cold calculation — shield.
Tomorrow will be a battle.
Evening brought resolution. The market went into deep correction. Those who bought in the morning euphoria are now closing out at a loss, triggering a new wave of decline. $ETH dropped 5%, dragging the entire altseason down with it.

Hokku:
The shadow of a cloud is passing.
Numbers are frozen in anticipation.
Calm is my asset.
It's beginning, the thing I feared. A slow, almost imperceptible "drain." The price of $BNB started sliding downward without any apparent reason. No news, but the chart doesn't lie—liquidity is leaking out.
I noticed strange activity in the metaverse sector. While mainstream coins are resting, $SAND and $MANA suddenly "woke up." This is a classic sign of the end of a mini-cycle: money is circulating in search of the last percentage of growth.

Hokku:
Sun and screams.
The market laughs in your face.
Money loves silence.
Morning after the storm. The Binance Square feed is flooded with screenshots of wild profit percentages. The crowd celebrates victory, forgetting that the market is a zero-sum game: someone's profit is always someone else's loss.
My portfolio has grown heavier, but I feel danger. $BTC has hit a psychological level that was previously unreachable. I see small wallets continuing to throw money into $SOL , hoping the party will continue. But the big wallets — the whales — have started to exit. Buying volume is dropping, even though the price is still holding. This is a sign of exhaustion.

Hokku:
The darkness disappeared.

The candle pierced the sky.
It's time to harvest the fruit.
It happened. The market exploded. At around 3 a.m. $BTC made such a powerful surge that trading terminals momentarily 'froze'. My entire stake on $BNB and $SOL turned into a wild rally.

Instead of joy, I felt icy calm. I watched as thousands of short positions burned in the fire of liquidations. A cascade of forced liquidations pushed the price higher and higher, creating a vertical candlestick traders call the 'finger of God'.

I was casually checking crypto updates today and realized how rarely we talk about the basics that keep everything running. Prices move, trends change, but data accuracy stays critical. That’s why APRO (@APRO_Oracle ) keeps coming to my mind.
Every smart contract depends on external data, yet most of us assume it’s always correct. When it’s not, the impact can be serious. APRO seems focused on reducing that risk by making data feeds more decentralized and reliable.

The way $AT fits into the system also feels practical — reward honest participation and discourage shortcuts. It’s not flashy, but it’s sensible.
Sometimes, sensible beats exciting.
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