Two things I want to share with you trader guys...
First, the
sick-O-matic $500 bill from 1918 with the crucifixion on the back. There are two
examples for you to view, and in high resolution also! That is truly gnarly to the power of infinity. I think I must get one of those some day.
Incredible.
Second, dreamtime.... last week a friend of mine who is always thinking Euro/Dollar told me he had a dream about a really old looking balloon,
something that looked out of place and out of time, like a totally anachronistic balloon in his dream. He said it was golden and had three cords
underneath it holding a Lucky-Charms-looking golden pot. Can you picture this? In his dream he got into the pot and it started going up, up and away.
So I told him I thought it meant that the balloon from the ''old world'' was the Euro and it was about to take off. He got a big laugh out of
that. And sure enough he bought the Euro and it has been up ever since. Another friend of ours was there and he didn't have an opinion about this
balloon dream. Anyway, the Euro trader got into the golden pot and into a good Euro trade. Good so far. He had only mentioned that dream after I first
told him about my dream, and the way he mentioned it was as if he had really forgotten about it and then was just reminded by me telling him about my
dream. I don't think he made it up. I think it was real, and he didn't grasp the significance of it until I started talking about interpreting its
meaning.
I'm always thinking about the U.S. stock market so my dream was naturally about the stocks. I was walking uphill towards a house. It was one of those
places that has steps leading up to a front porch and then a step up into the building. Inside there were a couple people and a dog and a cat. The
people were going to take their dog outside and I was going to follow them outside when I noticed there was an open window. I had a thought that the
cat might jump out the window if nobody was there watching it, so instead of closing the window I put the cat on a leash and tied the other end of the
leash to a table leg. We all went outside and when I looked back at the house I saw that the mischievous cat had sure enough jumped out of the window,
down to the porch, then over the railing down to the ground and then continuing down the sloping front yard. When the leash ran out, the cat had that
cartoon cat strangling look on his face and yet was still trying to go further downhill. The cat had actually gotten his hind legs on an overturned
curbside recycling container and was standing up on that green plastic container waving his front paws in the air making that strangling cat look on
his face. I figured I was to blame for the cat's predicament since I put the leash on him, so I started to walk over to the cat to help him. The cat
started moving away from me, back up the yard towards the house, and I heard a voice behind me say ''put it back in the box''. I kept moving
towards the cat, but he kept moving away and he scrambled up and over the railing onto the porch. Eventually I reached him and bent down to take the
leash off and the dream ended just as I was pondering what ''the box'' meant. Was it the house? The recycling container? What was it?
Neither of my friends had any interpretation of the dream, though one mentioned ''letting the cat out of the bag'' and asked me if I was sure I
had recalled the voice correctly. I said yes, the voice told me to ''put it back in the box''.
There wasn't a bag in the dream, but my friend's question made me think about ''the bag'' and ''the box'' as they are used in common speech.
You always hear about a bag of cash, right? And shorting the box when you own a stock and you sell short without letting go of the stock that is
locked in the box at the brokerage house supposedly. So my mind was going around and around trying to understand this odd dream. I figured that the
cat was the market and it was wanting to run downhill. I had interfered with it by putting the leash on it. The leash was strangling it. It danced on
the overturned curbside ''box'' a little bit and then ran back uphill. It left me thinking that I could feel safe with my short positioning and
that the market was about to jump out that window.
However, of course I second guess all the time, this stock trading being a psychological issue to wrestle with constantly. I started thinking that I
had messed up by taking the stocks out of ''the box'' and ''selling'' them (even though I have actually bought an ETF) and that I was setting
myself up for failure by strangling my cash cat which is the reverse ETF I bought. I haven't sold on margin. I've actually bought something. Of
course that ETF is ''in the box'' so it all becomes incredibly difficult to interpret the command to ''put it back in the box''. I fear that
my subconscious is telling me to get back long in the market, to buy shares and ''put it back in the box'' instead of selling or attempting to get
a short position.
And the market keeps creeping higher.
I'm still holding those three reverse ETFs and I'm hoping the cat is the market. I'm hoping the cat is headed downhill and then it will dance on
the box and turn around and run back up again. I'm hoping that the command to put it back in the box is actually a subconscious attempt to strengthen
my resolve and keep me bought in the reverse ETF position instead of chickening out and selling and going to cash. I think I'm being told to keep the
reverses ETFs and let that cat run downhill.
Oh and another thing. A couple days ago an odd man that smelled of alcohol got in my face on the sidewalk and started telling me stuff about being in
the military and other stuff. He was standing really close to me and kept telling me ''if it doesn't look right, keep going''. This guy was
carrying on about this, that, and the other and told me probably three times ''if it doesn't look right, just keep going''. Weird.