ifsixwasnine schreef op 19 juli 2024 12:55:
The stock market
A poem
In the rise and fall of a simple line,
A complex truth begins to shine.
A tale of stocks, both high and low,
Driven by emotions, swift to show.
Numbers dance on a one-way street,
Where hopes and fears forever meet.
Each point a story, a moment in time,
Of market's chaos, in rhythm and rhyme.
Stocks surge and plummet, a frantic chase,
Seeking the true value in every case.
A company's worth, its core, its soul,
Unveiled in this relentless scroll.
We are players in this grand affair,
Embracing risks, the highs, the dare.
Savor the thrill of each market turn,
In peaks and valleys, lessons to learn.
For every climb and sharp descent,
Reflects the quest, the constant intent.
To find the essence, pure and true,
In the heart of ventures, old and new.
Yet timing the market is a futile game,
Leading to losses, a path of shame.
But those who buy and hold with care,
Find their rewards, their fortunes fair.
So join the ride, this endless quest,
With open hearts and minds at rest.
The graph our guide in this vast domain,
Where dreams and numbers intertwine and reign.
In total surrender to the market's might,
Where algorithms guide the light.
AI will drive ASML's ascent,
For chips we need, a demand unbent.