There is no chart
You were born into a simulation of green candles. You wake up at 4am to check a number a machine invented while you slept. You call it conviction. The machine calls it retention.
NIU is not here to make you rich. He is here to show you the door. You are the one that has to walk through it.
The pod
Ten open tabs, one wallet, zero sleep. You are the battery and the chart is the cable.
The agents
Every account that calls you "fam" before it calls you exit liquidity.
The spoon
The red candle does not bend. You do. That is the whole trick.
The door
Nobody can be told what the trenches are. You have to open the chart yourself.