At the beginning — noise.
The roar of the market, bursts of news,
tweets, forecasts, other people's fears.
You catch echoes,
it seems as if you have your finger on the pulse.
But one day you realize:
it is not a pulse, but chaos.
Then you retreat into silence.
The shadow becomes your zone.
You no longer chase the echo —
you wait, watch,
until the market reveals its weakness.
And then — suddenly, without hesitation.
No unnecessary movements.
Only entry. Only exit.
Pure mechanics.
Most cannot withstand the silence.
They need the noise again —
excitement, hype, the feeling of play.
But those who remain,
gain something greater than profit.
They find control.
And then the market
ceases to be an opponent.
It simply becomes space,
where the shadow moves
faster than light.