Through the eyes of $BTC 👀
I am standing at 94,800.
I held on for a long time, gathering a bunch of long positions around me.
They are convinced that I will go to 100K.
But I'm tired.
My strength is running out — the volumes are stale, purchases are sluggish.
Below me, just under 94,300, panic is brewing.
There are weak hands. There is fear. There is a lot of juicy liquidity.
If I suddenly plunge below 94,200 —
they will start closing longs, stop losses will cascade.
Especially below 93,800 and 93,200.
There is a real feast for me there.
I want to first pull everyone up, just a little more.
Maybe to 95,200–95,500.
So there are more long positions. More victims.
And then suddenly — a downward strike.
No chance of salvation.
No time to think.
The trap is almost ready.
I just have to wait until they believe in the rise
And then I will rush for their liquidity.
