To the storm veterans of the $SOL frontier…
What you are witnessing is not the end of a storm, but the false calm of the eye of a Category 5 hurricane. The market’s “weathermen” declared safety after the first wall slammed down at 218.00. Now, at 197.52, they whisper that the danger has passed.
But true chasers know better. At 200.60, we are not basking in clear skies—we are standing in the eye itself. The silence is a trap, the sunshine a cruel illusion. The second eyewall looms, darker and stronger than the first.
This is the moment that separates tourists from storm hunters:
🔹 They celebrate the calm. We recognize the setup.
🔹 They leave their shelters. We tighten our harnesses.
🔹 They will be swept aside when the second wall smashes past 218. We will be inside the vortex, documenting history as it unfolds.
The pressure is dropping fast. The second strike is near.
Brace yourselves. The storm is far from over.
$SOL — Only the fearless will remain standing.