This is my Chart(or data warehouse). There are many like it, but this one is mine.
It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me my Chart is useless. Without my Chart, I am useless. I must trade signals clear and precise. I must trade more profitable than the taxes and expenses I pay for. I must research my strats well enough to make a trade. My Chart and I know that what counts in Trading is not the size we trade with, the profoundness of our analysis, or appreciation by trader buds. We know that it is PnL that counts. We will make money.
My Chart is human, even as I am human, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its code support, its applets, its sights and its data resolution. I will keep my Chart clear and ready, even as my mind is clear and ready. We will become part of each other.
Before God I swear this creed. My Chart and I are the supporters of my family. We are a part of the market itself. We are the saviors of my happiness.
So be it, until we give meaning to my life.
It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me my Chart is useless. Without my Chart, I am useless. I must trade signals clear and precise. I must trade more profitable than the taxes and expenses I pay for. I must research my strats well enough to make a trade. My Chart and I know that what counts in Trading is not the size we trade with, the profoundness of our analysis, or appreciation by trader buds. We know that it is PnL that counts. We will make money.
My Chart is human, even as I am human, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its code support, its applets, its sights and its data resolution. I will keep my Chart clear and ready, even as my mind is clear and ready. We will become part of each other.
Before God I swear this creed. My Chart and I are the supporters of my family. We are a part of the market itself. We are the saviors of my happiness.
So be it, until we give meaning to my life.
This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than the enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. My rifle and I know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, or the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit.
My rifle is human, even as I am human, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other.
Before God I swear this creed. My rifle and I are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy.