Epoch of Expression: Between Bull and Bear

Every market is a weather system wearing the mask of reason. What rises does not rise because it is true; what falls does not fall because it is false. Both are only temperatures of belief.We walk across value as if it were solid ground, forgetting that value is a story we agree to stand on. Some stories last long enough to look like stone. Others vanish mid step, leaving only the memory of weight. There is no final side to choose. The bull and the bear are not enemies so much as two necessary seasons of the same climate. One promises becoming; the other insists on forgetting. Between them lives the only real position: the one that keeps moving, carrying nothing that cannot be set down.