Looking back at the articles I wrote for myself, there is a sentence: "I transitioned from literature to business studies, and whether this choice is correct, I still do not know."

I have waited four years for this answer.
If we extend the timeline, the accumulation structure of $BTC can be traced back to the end of 2022. In other words, the madness of this bull market this year is a result of the main forces' ambush three years ago.
However, I am not a very resolute and patient person. Yesterday, while browsing in a bookstore, I drew the Gen hexagram, and the oracle text was "wanting to move but unable to move." Gen represents a mountain, stopping where it should stop, not acting rashly, maintaining tranquility and patience.
Recently, I have been clearing away the residual toxins of karma, and my heart feels like it's being burned by fire, oozing pus. Swinging, stopping, then swinging again. The master of fate will also shakeout. There are many answers that I can't wait to know immediately; I wish I could light incense and grab the Buddha's robe to be saved by him.
Because of the cause, one must wait for the fruit. I really like Wyckoff's theory of causation (his theory unexpectedly has a "Zen" flavor). Drawing this hexagram is also fate giving me a hint; it seems that heaven still loves me.

As the article continues, there is another paragraph: "I believe that coming to this world, some truths must be experienced to be understood. If everything is an illusion, then truth is my love. Love is the thread that connects the development of my life."
I said, I really am a smart baby. Four years ago, I already understood my life philosophy, which directly established my research direction today. Such great luck and wisdom, did Buddha really have his robe pulled by me?

I remembered dreaming last night that I suddenly had six siblings, and I was the youngest. I had a fever, lying on the bed in a daze. My fourth sister and fifth brother were gently taking care of me by my side. Waking up, I missed this dream very much; I knew that the brothers and sisters in the dream were just parts of my own self, subconsciously guarding the injured and vulnerable part of myself.

It is written in another article:
I have experienced failure, separation, life and death, and various pains, yet the flame in my heart has not been extinguished. What force has supported me to this day? I carefully ponder my palm, the lines are intricate.
It is you who has fulfilled the promise of "love me" that has forged my soul today.