I feel the solar sector could get a move next week.
I looked at YGE and it seemed to be a buy yesterday, I didn't move based on an experts opinion.
It's up a dollar today.
There are different styles of trading.
- Short term: 1min 2min 5min 10min time frame
- Mid term: 15min 30min hourly
- Long term: Daily, Weekly, Monthly
- longer term: Yearly
- Sectors are rotated.
- Main markets: have leaders.
You have to know your style, your risk tolerance and ethics.
Psychology: If you fall, Alert, damage repair, regroup, re access, move on.
The quicker you can get through the emotional stages off upset, anger and denial to repair, regroup, reassess, reaccess, move on the better.
You can always use a stop order.
Follow the lead of a starship captain.
Be a kind warrior.
Know your limitations and count your blessing.
Protect from the rain and kindle the wood you have. The fire will cook and you can share.
The fire will last as long as it does.
A solar and wind system should last on an average 25years. (you can receive more than 14Pence per unit)
Your utility bill: Average energy cost 1000gbp per annum and will rise an average of 10%.
Compound that annually for 25years.
I was told AKNS is a possible setup to watch.
Life is full of contradictions; I need to know myself.
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..."Know your limitations and count your blessing"...
Presque Isle
In every life, there’s a moment or two.
In every life, a room somewhere, by the sea or
in the mountains.
On the table, a dish of apricots. Pits in a white ashtray.
Like all images, these were the conditions of a pact:
on your cheek, tremor of sunlight,
my finger pressing your lips.
The walls blue-white; paint from the low bureau
flaking a little.
That room must still exist, on the fourth floor,
with a small balcony overlooking the ocean.
A square white room, the top sheet pulled back over
the edge of the bed.
It hasn’t dissolved back into nothing, into reality.
Through the open window, sea air, smelling of iodine.
Early morning; a man calling a small boy back from the water.
That small boy – he would be twenty now.
Around your face, rushes of damp hair, streaked with auburn.
Muslin, flicker of silver. Heavy jar filled with white peonies.
Good peom Bru
visceral, personal, sensual, atmospheric
Made me think of special times.
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