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A fuck ton of people are extremely bearish right now—their price targets are so low they make me laugh. They’ve been brainwashed into thinking a normal bull-market correction (exacerbated by macro factors) is the actual cycle top, completely ignoring the massive amount of data

One of the biggest mistakes I made over the past two years? I let “good enough” creep in. > Wealth? Enough to basically live like a king, do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, fly anywhere at any time, and not worry about “money problems”. > Physique? Decent shape, not

Most of you seem to forget that “life-changing gains” in the magic internet money market are almost always made in a tiny window—usually near the end of the cycle. It’s been this way since forever. Price action can be brutal and boring for months. Then suddenly, a few candles

Everyone wants the rewards. But nobody wants to get punched in the face first. They all want to win. Until they realize how many times you have to lose just to learn the rules. Until they’ve been through enough setbacks to question everything. Until they’ve watched things

“Learn” comes before “earn” for a reason. The L stands for losses, and most people can’t stomach enough of them to ever win.

The people who ultimately lose in this industry are the ones who jump in, try to time the market, get rekt, and leave. If you adopt the opposite approach and focus on the long run, chances are high that you will end up being successful. Why? Because you’ll fuck up once.

Blessings on blessings on blessings. Forever grateful for my life and all the lessons I’m learning along the way. The last one was crazy. It all started a week ago—my birthday. Easily the worst one I’ve ever had. A literal earthquake hit while I was in my condo in Bangkok.

Yesterday I thought: “Alright, that’s it. Time to return. Time to post again. Time to show up.” After the longest break I’ve ever taken from social media… for the first time in a while, I felt ready. Even the Crypto gods were happy about my return—so they welcomed me back

Let me be honest with you. Here’s one of the biggest mistakes most people will make in the coming months: Letting the scars and PTSD from 2024’s price action influence their bias and keep them sidelined (or even worse, keep shorting) during a potential euphoric run. Don’t get

Clipped for future reference. So far this is aging like fine wine. And we’re just getting started.

I keep seeing people say: “There won’t be an altseason this time.” “And if there is, it’ll be small.” “Too much dilution.” “Too many coins.” “Money can’t flow into everything.” That’s complete fucking nonsense. I already explained why a few months ago, but today I’m bored, so

Bitcoin: new ATH. And yet, besides a bunch of crypto nerds like us, nobody in the “real world” is paying attention. Guess what’s gonna happen when they finally start looking in the right direction. Bubble? Oh well. Won’t say anything else. Connect the dots.

If someone had told me a couple years ago that in 2025 Bitcoin would be trading at almost $110,000 while most altcoins would still be sitting below their 2021 all-time highs — I would’ve laughed and said: “Stfu, you’re fucking crazy.” Fast forward to today… That’s exactly

When your whole family is congratulating you because Bitcoin just made a new ATH, but you still haven’t made a dime because your net worth is in alts:

Over the past few years, I’ve become more and more numb to money. When I invest or trade and see big numbers on the screen (P&L or ROI), most of the time I don’t feel excited. I just see pixels on a screen. Nothing more. And that mindset, while it sounds stoic, actually

This shit is so boring.

Yesterday I happened to watch the Champions League final, and the thing that impressed me the most wasn’t PSG’s incredible win; it was the fact that I saw hundreds of Inter fans crying. Tears of total desperation. All because their team didn’t win a football match. And I’m not

It genuinely breaks my heart to say this… But Europe—the place I was born in, the place that shaped my childhood—is falling apart before our very eyes. Since I got back to Italy three weeks ago, I’ve been reading, observing, reflecting. Looking not just at my country, but at

“Become strong. Well-dressed. Money in the bank. A physical specimen with the mind of a stoic. Soul of an artist. Spirit of a warrior. Be an athlete who reads Shakespeare. An asshole who treats his girl like a princess. Light cigars where it's forbidden. Be