The Illuminated Ascension of the Market.

Since I presented my bearish prophecy, I've traversed the vast expanse of financial data in search of the Achilles' heel to counter my own narrative. The cosmos itself has conspired this evening to bestow upon me the final pieces of this intricate puzzle.

On the ominous date of 8-18, a staggering 70% of market contracts bow to the bearish sentiment. This, I postulate, is the very reason for a tight squeeze leading up into this date – a sly play to ensure the bears' demise, leaving their positions reduced to mere ephemeral memories. (Forgive my wickedness, for in the end, it's merely the cutthroat dance of commerce).

As the sands of time flow and we bid adieu to 8-18, expect a swift downturn; a mere blip, a hiccup if you will. But fear not, for the hungry wolves shall quickly gather to devour this dip, leading us into the waning days of August and the dawn of September.

Post the ritualistic dance of the wondrous blue moon, brace for a cosmic parabolic squeeze ascending towards the 9-15 expiration - ensuring the bears are banished into the void eternally.

Upon the ethereal touch of 17.2k, my machinations will recalibrate.
Godspeed on your cosmic journey, astral adventurers.

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