Optimizing

Action.

Too much action?

Recede.

Too little action?

Still ok.

No action at all.

Sometimes fine.

No action ever, very longish?

What, are we blocking pores now? Not allowing an organism to breathe? Cleanse?

How much to engage with one’s folio?

Burning question.

Correct answer?

It’s different for everyone.

How to find out? What works for you?

By doing.

By trying this.

And that.

By trying it all.

By seeing what gives max comfort level.

Space.

To do everything on one’s agenda, and to still do full justice to one’s stock foray.

How I do it?

Well, it’s been all about self-discovery for me.

I love auto-pilot.

On sweet-spot.

Till sweet-spot, engagement. Perhaps daily.

Once sweet-spot, almost no engagement.

Tools?

Delete the apps.

No quote windows.

No reminders, alerts, or the like.

Burning itch?

Trade.

Another market arena.

I trade options.

Buy side.

Full on technology assisted.

AI.

API.

Algorithmic monitoring.

Almost fully on auto from start to finish.

Positional.

Detached.

I primarily trade for distraction.

Profit is an added bonus.

Loss happens. Is normal.

I trade small.

Then, full curriculum other than markets.

Daily plate is packed with all kinds of engagement.

Enough to forget that the stock market exists. For meaningful phases.

Upside?

Letting the folio be on sweet-spot for as long as possible.

How to know that intervention’s required?

It’s nothing market-related, for me.

On purpose.

A biggish expenditure comes along.

I need to sell one of my worst losers to meet the expense.

Systems on.

Expunge.

Systems off.

Income in?

Systems on.

Adding to one of the top winners.

Systems off.

Top winners keep rotating, since their buying anyway lessens on top-ups.

Fat-head portfolio. A spin on fat-tail winner accumulation.

Happy when systems are off. Life’s got many facets to fathom and enjoy.

Happy when they are on, since I love the engagement angle.

Optimizing to the nth.

🙂

Steroid Nations

Magic word.

Automatic.

So much prep.

Into a capsule.

Part of a system.

Mechanics are intelligent.

They can control once given the power.

And that’s exactly where one wishes to be.

Why?

The whole day is our playing field.

Why bind it up…

…to the markets?

Wish to extract max mileage from the day.

Markets are now a half hour systems on operation in the morning and a half hour prep after close.

That’s it.

Wow! Down from?

All day.

All day? You could go crazy.

That’s it. Don’t wish to. Sanity into the day and then some is the motto.

How did you manage this?

5 months plus of prep with all the market apps that I use. And AI. Connections. Algorithmic triggers. Alerts. Auto-action on alerts. Reporting into a cloud central. Reporting into windowless accounting system. Reporting into a logging system. All meals cooked and served without any human requirement.

Once?

Once the system is loaded in the morning and asked to proceed with a few button-clicks.

And before that?

Early evening prep. Market actions formulated. All systems finaled. Morning needs to just confirm whether it’s a go.

When’s it not a go?

Black swan for eg.

Anything off. Unusual. It’s ok to not press go. No action is also an action.

How often is it a no go?

I’m estimating perhaps single digit times in a whole year.

Are you happy about this?

Of course. I’ve got time now to write for example. At leisure.

Earlier?

Was always a squeeze.

What else will you do?

Pursuit of languages. Will proceed towards fluency in French, basics in Italian for now, and perhaps a C2 in German.

As in?

C2 is like dream-stuff fluency.

Where are you in French?

B1/B2. Not fluent. Can understand. Speak a bit. C1 is fluency. Heading there.

And Italiano?

Love the musical nature of the language. A1 buddy. Got to start somewhere.

Goals?

You mean apart from activating idle brain centres?

Oh. Nice.

And all this extra time is because of artificial intelligence?

Well, tbh, the blood-flow managing this seamless connectivity of applications consists of multiple 500 to 4000 line pythons. And I don’t know a word of programming.

Whoaaahhh!

How did you get the pythons together?

Claude did. Upon intense dialogue with the operator, me. Month upon month of dialogue. Multiple system rejections. Rejection, rejection, rejection, failure upon failure, till we had the system working seamlessly, and properly.

Wow. New level huh.

Yeah. For the whole world. Everything just went on steroids.