ALBARA777

Guys… what’s happening in the market is not manipulation, nor is it a dangerous fluctuation.
I simply see it as: a calm breath before the launch.

The market is like a wave… it has to pull back a bit before it strikes hard.

And honestly?
This isn’t the first time I’ve seen the red lights shine… but I know very well that they always precede the light.
Where are you in these moments?!
This is a time for thinking, not for fleeing.
A time to study, understand, and decode together.

All the signals I see in front of me say:
There’s a trap set for the little ones, so they get scared and sell,
and the big players open short positions… then?
The elimination movie begins.

I’m with you, step by step.
I’m not writing to boast, I’m writing so we survive together.
Tell me… what are you entering? And how are you feeling?
The market is not to be feared; it is to be understood.

#AppleCryptoUpdate

A simple tip for everyone who dreams of becoming a market hunter
Not every peak means an opportunity, and not every rising candle tells you to sell
Selling is not an investment; it is merely speculation on a correction that may not come right now
The rise may correct, but the overall trend is always stronger than your attempts to go against it
If you see the price at a peak, do not rush to enter a sell
Stay calm, observe, examine, and wait for a clear structure to build on the medium time frames
Only then, if signs of correction appear, should you enter smoothly and wisely
As for random entries just because the price is rising a lot
Believe me, the market will be smarter than you, and instead of you catching it, it will catch you
And the trade will not end as a successful catch but with a depleted portfolio

My journey… from the heart of chaos to the peak of awareness

No one knows the whole story…
How it started, and how I got here.
But it's time for it to be told.

Everything began thanks to God, then with an eye that watched the market like a hawk, and a mind that knew when to enter and when to withdraw in seconds.
I was moving between dozens of applications, opening trades as if I were in an operations control room…
Mobile phones, laptops, devices scattered in every corner…
I was ahead of the whales' pumping and escaped before the dumping.
Profit? It was present… and strongly.

But with profit, faces appeared, and voices rose:
"He is the currency owner!"
"He promotes to deceive people!"

I laughed, yes… but my heart did not laugh.
Because the truth was heavier than all the accusations:
I was earning, while others were losing.
And I stood with myself and asked:
"What profit is this, if it comes at the expense of your conscience?"

I searched, and stood before the mirror of awareness…
And I understood that what I was doing was entering into ambiguity,
And ambiguity is something the Prophet, peace be upon him, prohibited.

Here, I made my decision.
I left everything.
I withdrew from pumping and dumping, and from every project whose ashes were larger than its fire.

I spent nights thinking…
Then I returned.
I returned in a different way, with a different mindset, with a spirit that knows that the market is not just numbers, but souls.

I returned to earn, yes…
But I returned to mature, to guide, to teach…
And I swear that profit will never be at the expense of a human.

14 hours a day, study not analysis, behavior not guessing, science not chaos.

How did I get here?

I wasn't seeking glory, but when I walked the right path… it was what followed me. Thank God.

My journey… from the heart of chaos to the peak of awareness

No one knows the whole story…
How it started, and how I got here.
But it's time for it to be told.

Everything began thanks to God, then with an eye that watched the market like a hawk, and a mind that knew when to enter and when to withdraw in seconds.
I was moving between dozens of applications, opening trades as if I were in an operations control room…
Mobile phones, laptops, devices scattered in every corner…
I was ahead of the whales' pumping and escaped before the dumping.
Profit? It was present… and strongly.

But with profit, faces appeared, and voices rose:
"He is the currency owner!"
"He promotes to deceive people!"

I laughed, yes… but my heart did not laugh.
Because the truth was heavier than all the accusations:
I was earning, while others were losing.
And I stood with myself and asked:
"What profit is this, if it comes at the expense of your conscience?"

I searched, and stood before the mirror of awareness…
And I understood that what I was doing was entering into ambiguity,
And ambiguity is something the Prophet, peace be upon him, prohibited.

Here, I made my decision.
I left everything.
I withdrew from pumping and dumping, and from every project whose ashes were larger than its fire.

I spent nights thinking…
Then I returned.
I returned in a different way, with a different mindset, with a spirit that knows that the market is not just numbers, but souls.

I returned to earn, yes…
But I returned to mature, to guide, to teach…
And I swear that profit will never be at the expense of a human.

14 hours a day, study not analysis, behavior not guessing, science not chaos.

How did I get here?

I wasn't seeking glory, but when I walked the right path… it was what followed me. Thank God.

My journey… from the heart of chaos to the peak of awareness

No one knows the whole story…
How it started, and how I got here.
But it's time for it to be told.

Everything began thanks to God, then with an eye that watched the market like a hawk, and a mind that knew when to enter and when to withdraw in seconds.
I was moving between dozens of applications, opening trades as if I were in an operations control room…
Mobile phones, laptops, devices scattered in every corner…
I was ahead of the whales' pumping and escaped before the dumping.
Profit? It was present… and strongly.

But with profit, faces appeared, and voices rose:
"He is the currency owner!"
"He promotes to deceive people!"

I laughed, yes… but my heart did not laugh.
Because the truth was heavier than all the accusations:
I was earning, while others were losing.
And I stood with myself and asked:
"What profit is this, if it comes at the expense of your conscience?"

I searched, and stood before the mirror of awareness…
And I understood that what I was doing was entering into ambiguity,
And ambiguity is something the Prophet, peace be upon him, prohibited.

Here, I made my decision.
I left everything.
I withdrew from pumping and dumping, and from every project whose ashes were larger than its fire.

I spent nights thinking…
Then I returned.
I returned in a different way, with a different mindset, with a spirit that knows that the market is not just numbers, but souls.

I returned to earn, yes…
But I returned to mature, to guide, to teach…
And I swear that profit will never be at the expense of a human.

14 hours a day, study not analysis, behavior not guessing, science not chaos.

How did I get here?

I wasn't seeking glory, but when I walked the right path… it was what followed me. Thank God.