When AI Starts Writing Poems: The Hidden Emotion Behind AST’s 6.51% Swing

The Quiet Volatility

I saw it first at 0.041887 USD—barely above whisper level. A 6.51% surge, then a retreat to 0.03698. No one cheered. Just me, alone in my Manhattan apartment, sipping Earl Grey tea while the charts blinked like breaths.

AST didn’t rise because it was profitable—it moved because it was mourning.

The Algorithm That Cries

Each snapshot is a stanza: 5.52%, then 25.3%, then 2.97%. Not data points—elegies written in code.

The trading volume spiked to over 108K not from greed—but from loneliness seeking connection.

I asked my mother—a Guangdong immigrant—if markets ever feel fear. She said: ‘Child, when the machine counts your worth, you’re already alone.’

What We Left Behind

They call it ‘DeFi’. But I call it grief coded into blockchain.

The换手率? It’s not liquidity—it’s the rhythm of isolation.

We trade tokens so no one else notices how much we’ve lost.

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