#mike solana

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

As much a self-refuting tenet of faith as the Xian belief that god is both good and mysterious.

In reality, the faithful know that their safe, prosperous, constitution and bill of rights-governed countries aren't "oppressive." Or they'd move. They know for a fact it's just histrionic, hyperbolic language to get their way. We just have to stop giving it any credence. They're the most privileged people who've ever walked the face of the planet. People flee their own countries to come to western ones. Nobody flees in the other direction. And they know that. It's just tribal signaling, a form of inverted exceptionalism.

[cryptonewspod]

Crypto Jackpot: Small Investment, 1.6 ETH and Huge Profit of $1.77 Million!

Recently a big jackpot was seen in the cryptocurrency market. A cryptocurrency trader investing in cryptocurrency turned a small amount of cryptocurrency into huge profits. With only 1.6 ETH (worth approximately $3,694), he made 770 ETH, which is approximately $1.77 million, in just 12 minutes. His incredible success and huge profits in a short period of time have astonished the crypto community…

[greendayauthority]

Foxboro Hot Tubs at Belly Up Tavern, Solana Beach, CA, 26 May 2008

[stayandcozy]

Chapter 0: Birds of…

Chapter Summary: Solana navigates a difficult situation as she seeks to support herself and her mother. Facing tough choices, she has an unexpected breakthrough that brings a sense of hope and change, offering her a glimpse of a brighter future.

WORD COUNT: 3715

Masterlist

Characters

Next Chapter

“You’re missing a hundred and seventy three dollars Solana. I made an exception for your mother last month but I can’t do it again. I need you to get the rest to me by tonight.” 

Fuck. Saturdays. What a shame such a beautiful day had to be ruined by that god awful, unrelenting fire in me every other Saturday seemed to bring. I could hear my mom’s voice in my head as the feelings bubbled to the surface. Think of the best thing that happened to you today. Even with her aged face, Mom’s beauty never faltered. That’s because it shines brightly from within. Something that wasn’t biological, apparently. 

I looked Mr. Romaro in the eyes, gauging if there was any way he was bluffing but I only found his lips thinned in a line and the hint of sorrow behind his spectacles. 

When I leaned my head back to take a breath, I saw the water damage littered on the ceiling. He needed the money just as badly as I did. I tried to think back over my day, quick flashes of blurred memories passed behind my eyes. Then one came in clear. It was of my favorite old lady, other than my mom, smiling fondly at me as I tried to get change for my pack of gum. When she realized I didn’t have enough she slid it across the counter and nodded her head in acknowledgment. 

“Alright. I’ll see you later then Mr. Romaro. I’m sorry about th—”

“It’s okay Solana. Tonight, alright?”

The need to scream and slam my fist against the brick wall outside tempted me. But we didn’t need a broken hand on top of everything else. 

Navigating the streets of New York should have been second nature to me. But it wasn’t. I hated the way sweaty bodies pressed up against me. I hated the way men walked through the streets like they owned it. I mostly hated that it was Saturday in the city. And I couldn’t enjoy the warm weather and blue skies because all I could think about was how later that night I’d have to see my mom’s exhausted and downhearted face. 

Mom knew me better than anyone and because of that it was no surprise she could see how miserable I’ve been the last three years. Whenever I’d manage to get cast, our rent would be due and I’d have to leave the project to take on odd jobs. It wasn’t mom’s fault, she provided the best she could. But I know those nights of hearing me sob ate her insides alive until she was nothing but skin and bones. 

I should have rejected her proposal. I knew better. But when she was sitting on the couch, her knees touching mine, with my face in her hands… I don’t think even the coldest of men could have said no to her. I wish I could have been cold. Because now we were here on a miserable fucking Saturday. Missing rent money, behind on credit cards, all because mom wanted me to chase my dreams. But when have dreams ever paid the bills?

“Mom, are you home?” I called out while entering the apartment.

Nothing but the leaky drip in the corner and the muffled dialogue of some old rerun on the tv. I clicked it off and sat on the couch. The metallic thunk of the water hitting the bucket was beckoning me into a sleep state. One I so desperately wanted to give into. Just as my eyes became too heavy to fight, a jingling of keys and mumbled curse words sounded just behind the front door. My body went on autopilot trying to sit up, arising like a vampire and trying to blink the verge of sleep away. 

“—you know that's not fair, Mike. I have been with you guys for years! Fucking years! You can’t just—No I won’t, you don’t—No, Mike, you fucking don’t—I’ve been a great team member—Then what is it about? Don’t you dare end this conversation—Mike!”

Mom threw the mail in her arms and kicked at one floating down. “God damnit all to hell!” Mom never used to swear. She did a lot these days. It was surreal to see first hand what the pressure of money did to happy people. 

“Mike fired you?” I asked. As if caught with her hand in the cookie jar her eyes widened and she flinched. 

“Jeez Lana, you scared me. Aren’t you supposed to be at a reading?”

”Went with another actor. All good. Hey momma, did you accidentally leave out some money from rent?”

”I thought he’d maybe let it slide. He wasn’t mean to you was he?”

”No. Do you happen to have it? Mr. Romaro says he’ll give us until midnight to get it to him.” 

She started rummaging through her purse, frantically pulling out ones and a few fives. “Come here Sunshine, can you help me count while I look?”

I hummed a response and crawled over to where she had thrown the mail. Picking it up and tapping it on the counter, I stacked the pile and set it down. Large red letters glared back at me. I used to love the color red, until I found out the way banks highlight phrases in red to scare you. Now all I can see in it is a threatening undertone that makes me uncomfortable. I flipped the top one upside down. Mom then handed me the cash from her purse and walked into the kitchen. I sat and counted. One, two, three, four, five, ten, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen. She opened the fridge and brought out a short metal cylinder. One of those ones rich people liked to make ice cream in. God, what I would give for her only worries be about what kind of ice cream she was going to make this week. 

“I swear I had something here—Lana did you take it?”

”We used that to pay for electricity. What about the safe in your room?”

”Yeah… Let me go see.”

Time was against me. Drive I had, and passion consumed me. Yet my time to break into the industry never came. If I didn’t land something consistent soon, Mom was going to die in this shitty apartment. She does so much for others, the very least I could do is take her far away from here. Somewhere where the rain is a welcomed friend, not a deathly worry. 

“I needed to pay back Mrs. Esters for the food she gave us. The safe money is gone too.” She paused, her eyes scanning the kitchen and living. “Okay! Um.. What about…the couch! We find money in there sometimes!” She finally says. 

Before I could get up, she was already tearing off the cushions of the loveseat and throwing them near me. A half laugh fell from my lips seeing her pull an old pair of glasses from the depths of the worn couch. She tossed them aside and kept digging. The pile of cash felt magnetic to my eyes. I vowed to myself and Mom that I wouldn’t go back to that abomination they called a “Dance House,” but seeing the crushing desperation in Mom, it became clear. I was going to have to go back to Danny if we wanted to keep good standing with Mr. Romaro. 

She finally stood up, her hair flying out in wild ways, she was breathing a little heavy. Fuck. Not in the shitty apartment. She deserves better. “I think I’d rather have found nothing than a few coins and a dollar.” 

Mom’s pupils were blown and though she held a positive demeanor, I could see the panic swirling behind them. So I did what she taught me to do, smile when you think people need it. Her shoulders dropped slightly and her eyes got shiny.

“It’ll be okay Momma. I think Mrs. Abbadi has some work for me. I talked to her earlier at the gas station. I’ll go swing by. Can I borrow your backpack?”

“Sure Sunshine.”

She headed towards the bedroom and I leapt up. One of Mom’s quirks, one we often laughed about, was her short term memory loss. The backpack was hanging on the hook near the door. I had probably two minutes before she got upset and came back out. The problem with living in a one bedroom apartment with your parent was the lack of privacy. All of my clothes were in a big trunk we used as a coffee table. I opened it and dug through the piles until I found the lacy black set I was looking for. That set always made me the most money. It was my desperation set. I snagged a jacket and bundled the lingerie inside, checking over my shoulder just in time to see mom coming out again.

“—tell me how a backpack just disappears!”

“All good, I don’t need it.”

“Why are you bringing a jacket? It’s 85 out.”

“Just in case, you never know.”

She narrowed her eyes, and it felt like I was cemented in place by some sort of maternal magic. Her gaze was reaching deep into my soul, and I begged, pleaded, for some divine power to blind her just this once. Only when she released her breath did I release mine. I turned on my heel, desperate to get away from her all knowing eyes, but before I could reach the door, she stopped me.

“Come here.” She said. I felt panic rise in me. Then she turned me around and planted a soft loving kiss to my temple. “I’m sorry. I love you. Better days will come for us.” 

The panic morphed into guilt and my eyes felt tingly. “I love you too Mom.” I hoped she couldn’t hear the quiver laced in my voice, and even more so, I hoped she didn’t see the backpack hanging. 

Red Lights was the name of New York's scummiest strip club. The building itself was actually really clean for such a dirty place. If it wasn’t for slimy men and god awful management, the neon lights and dancing girls would have been a welcomed scene. Before my dreams of voice acting, I saw myself like many young girls do, as a ballerina. Dancing was rejuvenating. But when the hard times came, it was one of the many things tainted for me. 

The street that held Red Lights wasn’t the safest. People lingered around the bars. A drugged out woman would pass by swaying into you trying to pick a fight. A man would cat call you across the street, then get angry when you ignored him. It was always the worst nights at the club when they would follow me in. They never gave money and always got too handsy. 

Dusk was coming as I turned the corner to the infamous street. A group of men stood outside the club with their arms crossed. I could see Danny, a man much smaller than them, push one back. He only tripped a little but it was enough for it to clearly offend the drunk man. I walked up to them just as Danny’s meathead came out. He chased them off and returned to a position by the door. 

“No fuckin’ way, ain’t it the brightest day in hell whens you come around Sunny.” Laughed Danny as he opened the door for me. 

“I’ve told you to stop calling me that.”

“Awww—Ma still the only one allowed?”

“Do you have room for an extra dancer? Tonight only.”

“Just your luck. Destiny called in, told me shes got herself the fuckin’ clap.”

“Yeah. Lucky me.”

“Though you wanna only do tonight yeah? I’ll have to charge an uprated fee for the space. I’m feelin’ nice. Sixty.”

“Jesus Danny, last time it was only forty dollars—”

“No, no, no, no. You misunderstand me. Sixty percent.”

“What the hell? Since when?”

“Since now. Or ya know,  you could always sign with the club. I’d be happy to drop you to the normal rate then.”

“Fuck you.”

“ Now that’s a pretty idea too Sunny. Maybe if you suck me off real nice I’ll think about dropping it.”

“Fuck. You.”

I balled my fist in my hand, using every ounce of will power in me to not slap Danny’s smug face. The brute outside surely wouldn’t have cared if he had to hit me. He’s done it to plenty of the other girls when Danny didn’t get his way. I turned to leave but the jacket in my hands became heavy. Mom crossed my mind. Would she be horrified to know what I was doing to stop our eviction? It was stupid of me to even entertain. I could feel Danny’s presence behind me. It was as if I had an angel and devil sandwiching me. The angel was calling to me in my subconscious telling me not to turn around. But the devil behind me, painted images in my head of my mom, sick and starving on the streets. So I turned around.

“You can have your sixty percent, but I’d sooner die than blow you. Poor Destiny probably got chlamydia from you.”

I braced myself for the slap I thought was inevitably coming but he just laughed off the insult and tapped my butt a few times. 

“Better take some private rooms tonight. You may not be fuckin’ me tonight but you will be fuckin’ someone.” He howled with more laughter as he walked off. 

When Danny’s soul was being created, I like to think that they added too much narcissism and slime, then accidentally sent him off unfinished. Because that’s all the man was. Plump like a  ball of disease, horniness and an ego that rivaled even Napoleon. Don’t let him shake you, Solana. A cold shower could wash off the sweat from dancing. But it would never take away the dirt he slathered on me.  

While walking to the back I peeked into the main room. Flashing pink and red lights lit up the audience, and within the crowd I could see a few of the regulars. They paid well for private dancing except rooms with them often held little dancing. So I agreed with myself, to only use them as a last resort. I waved to a few of the girls I knew and made my way to the dressing room. The Red Light Club made an obscene amount of money, so I knew it was simply Danny's perverted idea to have no bathrooms, stalls, or any sort of privacy for the girls in the club. If the dancers needed to pee, they would go to the public one where men could get a free mini show. Or if the dancers needed to change, they would have to strip in front of one another. It was an act that didn’t bug most of them. I wasn’t most. 

I felt humiliated as the girls watched me undress in the mirror. None of them ever said anything negative to me, in fact they often would try to boost my confidence before my turn. What kind of sick person does something so dehumanizing, complain about it, then comes back over and over again. Red Light had its claws in me. And much like how my mom gave her life to that diner, if I didn’t get out, I was going to give my life to this club. 

Latex was a very popular choice for the dancers to wear. Every single time I brought out the same simple black lace teddy, I felt insecure. Looking in the mirror, I figdeted with the fabric near my breasts. I only needed to do a few hours on stage and maybe a few private dances. I could do it. The corners of my eyes started to itch and I stared as the stray tear rolled down my face. 

“Hey Solana, Danny says you’re on in two,” said a short and curvy blonde woman. 

I tapped the wetness on my face away and she gave me a sympathetic look. I didn’t need her pity. I needed to make money. Because it was Saturday and on Saturday the bills were due. 

We started to head out of the room when a phone started ringing. I looked behind me but a few of the girls were looking to my phone and then me. Fuck, Mom is probably trying to check in. I should let her know I’m okay. I’d just be lying to her again. 

“Sorry it’s my mom. It’ll just be a second.”

The blonde tightened her lips in a line as if my request was personally affecting her. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and turn to my phone. On the screen I expected to see my moms little emoji, but it wasn’t her. It was my talent manager Audrey. Maybe she was letting me know about another role gone from me. Bitterness swept through me like a wave and I thought about rejecting the call. However, the angels voice, who sounded so much like mom, asked me to answer. What if this was the one. It kept ringing, and I couldn’t make up my mind on time. Soon the ringing ended. 

“Solana, come on. Dannys gonna freak.” The girl said. 

Angel and devil.

I hurriedly looked throughout the room until I recognized one of the girls.

“Nicki! Can you switch slots with me?”

“Um. Yeah? Everything okay?” She asked.

“I don’t know yet. Ask me when you get off stage.” 

There was only one other girl in the room after they left. So with a deep breath I clicked Audreys number. The phone rang and rang. Then when I thought it would click off she answered. Five seconds passed before she spoke.

“Solana Pavlov, oh the woman you are. I’m freaking out for you. God I have such great news. You know that stoic character we sent in for like five months ago?”

“I thought you said they went with other actors?”

“Well, I just didn’t hear from them. I mean after three months would you keep waiting?”

“No.”

“No. Exactly. Anyways they got back to me. They want you Solana! They really, really, really. Want you!”

All of the air in my chest felt like it was punched out of me. No way. Me?

“A—are you positive Audrey? Wasn’t this the international one?” 

“Yup and yup! Don’t hate me for this but I’ve already told them yes.”

Something new inside me sparked. I felt bright. My tears welled again, but finally for a good reason.

“That’s…perfect. Thank you Audrey. This is a lot to take in. I need to go share the news with my mom.”

“Tell Mama Pavlov I say hi. We’ll talk more tomorrow. Theres a lot of information you’ll want. But for now, enjoy your moment. I’ll be in touch—”

“—wait! Audrey I have a huge favor to ask. Can you ask them for an advancement of payment? Just like two hundred dollars?”

She was quiet on the line for a bit and I worried if I had overstepped. “I just sent you five. Go take your mom to a nice dinner on me.” 

“What? No, that's way too generous—” Click. She had hung up on me. A sliver of me wanted to feel uncomfortable with the gesture, but the excitement won over when I heard the ding of a notification. It was Audrey’s venmo coming in. Attached was a little note, ‘I knew you could do it.’ 

I don’t think I could have changed out of my clothes faster. If there was an olympic sport, I surely would have been a medalist. Giddiness tingled over my body, and noises of excitement spilled from me like a child unable to control their emotions. 

It was easy finding an ATM to deposit the cash. It was easying making my way to Mr. Romaros office. And it felt blissful to see his surprised face when I came in with an envelope in my hand. We didn’t exchange many words, he just held a small smile as he watched me count it out to him. 

“You seem happy tonight,” he said.

“I am,” I responded.

Taking the bus at night was better than the day. Less people meant more energy for my mind to wander. My normal grey thoughts were exceptionally vibrant and I thought about the potential future overseas. In this moment, I felt like I was dancing with life once more. 

I started walking towards our building and shifted the weight of my jacket. Doing so unbundled the lingerie and out fell the black lace. When I reached down to pick it up, the garbage bins caught my eye. If I was wrong about this… If it didn't work out… I turned off my thoughts and threw the set into the bin. A token of trust. A new promise for me and my mom. I’ll do it this time. For us.

I didn’t mean to barrel into our apartment like a bullet. I was just excited. Can you blame me? I was nearly leaping up the stairs to the fifth floor. Inside, my mom groggily awoke from her slumber on the couch. I bounced over to her and kneeled by the couch. She had the pair of glasses she found on. I smiled at her. And she knew, like her all knowing eyes always do, that something had changed in me. She placed her hand on my cheek and I placed mine atop hers. 

“Good day?” She asked.

“A perfect day.” I said. 

“I’m glad to hear that Sunshine.”

“Can I sleep out here with you tonight?”

“Of course.”

I went to grab a blanket from her bed. On her nightstand she had a small digital clock. It read 11:57 pm. It was still Saturday. 

I came back to the living room with a smile on my face and a lightness in my heart. My makeshift bed next to mom wasn’t perfect. Hell it was barely comfortable. But seeing her sleeping face, with a ghost of a smile made everything perfect. That night I fell asleep holding my moms hand and I couldn’t wait to tell her about how good Saturday was.

AUTHOR NOTE: (Stay)

Wow! I can’t believe it’s finally here. I’m so happy to introduce you to Solana. I hope you follow us through this story. It’s a long one. (:

We’d love your support on Wattpad, if you could vote and comment on our story. You can find us on Wattpad here.

[ruvviks]

new favorite thing is a scene i'm imagining in which solana's asked about a large bite scar on his arm which he got from his pet iguana michelangelo biting the shit out of him and he simply answers "mike wasn't happy with me" which. naturally causes some confusion among the crew

[trippinsorrows]

Roman and Rashad running into each other at the main door cause they're both going to get whatever craving and Roman about to walk past him like cool whatever and maybe Solana gives him the look and he has no choice but to tell him like fine let's go 😭 and maybe they go together

solana would really give him that look, and he can deadass hear her brief rant in spanish lecturing him if he don't let rashad go with him, so he very much would be like, "well? are you just gonna stand there? let's fucking go."

this how you know rashad really does love cataleya, cause baby her daddy is awful. 😭😭😂😂

giving very much archie and mike from 'all in the family.' 😂😂😂

[darkmaga-returns]

You were the first man to talk about a new century of America being an imperial power, a new manifest destiny, and even colonizing the moon. Can you explain for the readers what this new vision is and what it entails?

Well, thank you. I wouldn’t call the goal imperialism, though, and Trump’s the guy who started it with Greenland. I just took him seriously back in his first term, and found the play inspiring rather than buffoonish early on. I looked at Greenland and thought, wait a minute, a more formal partnership here actually makes a lot of sense. There is a long history of our country pursuing Greenland, of Denmark considering the proposal—which, strangely, almost none of us were educated on—and a major national interest in defending the arctic from Russian and Chinese incursion that nobody, for some reason, wants to talk about. In 2019, when Trump first asked the question, it forced me to reflect on all of this, and the more I read the more excited I became, not only for Greenland but for the concept of a growing America.

I didn’t realize the degree to which I’d internalized our decline until the veil was lifted, and suddenly I felt hope for something sort of like the opposite. The country can, and will, grow. We can do this peacefully. And not only on earth. Moon statehood became my compass, partly because it made me laugh, partly because Moon was a wild historical aberration. We landed there. We planted our flag. We claimed the territory… for the world? No. That’s not a real thing. That never made sense. That’s not how any of this works. Moon belongs to America. Historically, spiritually, and practically (once we build our first few bases). 

[firstaidspray]

It’s time for some OC chatting over coffee! ☕️ When you get this ask, feel free to share one fun fact about an OC of your choice. Then, share with 10 (or fewer — no pressure!) others to spread the OC love.

Waaaah ty!! Okay so I'll share a fun fact for each of the BCS girlies!!

Mari: Asked Mike repeatedly to take her out into the desert and practice her skills with a sniper rifle. He almost always said no, until finally Nacho asked him to do it to make her happy (even though he wasn't too pleased with the idea). Mike did, but he was so strict with Mari that she got really mad and decided she wouldn't go shooting with Mike anymore. Nacho was secretly happy with this outcome.

Angelina: Usually a very picky eater, but once she met Lalo and he would cook different things, she became more open. However, she won't try new things unless it's Lalo suggesting it. Like she was so picky she wouldn't eat a damn tortilla, but when Lalo made her soft tacos for the first time, she was like okay yayyy ^_^

Solana: She has a scar across her lips, and that is from a bar fight. It's the only time she's ever acted out and been "bad," at a bar with Mari and Angelina after work, and someone started harassing her so she started fighting him. Problem was, she ended up cutting her OWN FACE with a broken bottle by accident. She did end up putting the guy in his place though.

Tysm for the ask!! 🩷🩷🩷🩷

[pawpunkao3]

(Image description: a tweet by Mike Solana (@micsolana) reading "holy shit I just typed this into a word processor and it straight up allowed me, murder is NOT actually good you guys omg we are NOT ready for the future". Attached is a screenshot of a word document with the words "murder is good actually" written at the top. End description.)

[theccpress]

🚀 Invesco & Galaxy Digital: Spot Solana ETF Incoming? 🌟

Hold onto your wallets, crypto fam! In a shocking twist that even M. Night Shyamalan would applaud, Invesco Ltd. and Galaxy Digital have decided to throw their hats in the ring with a filing for a spot Solana ETF. That’s right, it seems Solana ($SOL) is ready to strut its stuff on the ETF stage, potentially giving Bitcoin and Ethereum a run for their money!

"We’re excited to expand institutional access to Solana through this new ETF, reflecting our commitment to crypto innovation." — Mike Novogratz, CEO, Galaxy Digital

The big news? This is more than just market chatter. Analysts are whispering sweet nothings about huge inflows that could enhance Solana's liquidity and competitiveness. Forget the old 'Instagram vs. Reality' memes, this is the big leagues—institutions are about to swipe right on Solana. 🙌💸

But wait, there’s more! The SEC’s decision will be the real cliffhanger. If they approve, you can bet your meme coins that investors will be flocking to Solana like it's the hottest new trend on TikTok. 📈🌊

Think your favorite Layer 1 coins are safe? Think again. The stakes are high, and they could be about to get higher! Are you ready for what could be a groundbreaking pivot in digital asset investing? 😱💥

Keep your eyes peeled and your wallets primed. Subscribe to our posts for updates because this crypto rollercoaster is just getting started! 🎢 To dive deeper into this development, check out the full scoop here and join the conversation!

#Cryptocurrency #Solana #Investing #ETFs #CryptoNews #Invesco #GalaxyDigital #BlockChain #FinanceMeme #CryptoCommunity

[cryptonewspod]

Crypto Billionaire's Next Big Bet: Why Solana Has Stolen the Spotlight in 2024!

Crypto Shake-Up: Former BitMEX CEO Bets Big on Solana’s Future! As the cryptocurrency market continues to evolve, billionaire and former BitMax CEO Arthur Hayes has expressed his deep belief in Solana (SOL). Despite news like the collapse of FTX some time ago, Arthur Hayes sees a bright future for Solana. FTX founder Sam Bankman-Fried has also been a strong supporter of Solana. Despite this,…

[greendayauthority]

Foxboro Hot Tubs at Belly Up Tavern, Solana Beach, CA, 26 May 2008

[zero2046-blog]

HYPE 会成为下一个 SOL ？

作者：Jack Kubinec 编译：深潮TechFlow 接下来，我们将深入探讨 Hyperliquid 与 Solana 的对比：HYPE是否会成为下一个SOL？ HYPE 会是下一个SOL吗？ 在FTX崩盘后发行的加密货币中，市值前15的代币寥寥无几。两个例外是： SUI，于2023年中开始交易；HYPE，自2024年11月空投以来，其市值已飙升至超过110亿美元。 作为 Hyperliquid Layer-1 的原生代币，HYPE 自2024年4月6日的局部低点以来，价格已上涨超过三倍，远超 Solana 同期约70%的涨幅。对于那些寻找下一个可能带来类似Solana回报的Layer-1代币的加密投资者来说，HYPE 无疑引发了巨大的关注。甚至连 Galaxy 的Mike Novogratz也已加入这一热潮。 Hyperliquid 的核心 Layer-1 应用链…

[arbitcoin]

فوركس - الاعتداء السريع على التشفير

نظرة عامة على السوقارتفعت القيمة السوقية للعملة المشفرة بنسبة 6.4 ٪ خلال الـ 24 ساعة الماضية ، حيث وصلت إلى 2.95 تريليون دولار - أعلى مستوى لها في سبعة أسابيع وعودة واثقة إلى شخصية رئيسية. أسوأت الأسواق المالية العالمية هذا التجمع. ومع ذلك ، تجدر الإشارة إلى أن السوق كان يحصل بالفعل على أرضية يوم الاثنين ، في تحد لتراجع مؤشرات الأسهم.لقد تحولت المشاعر في مساحة العملة المشفرة بسرعة نحو الجشع وهي ال��ن على بعد خطوات من الجشع الشديد ، مع ارتفاع المؤشر ذي الصلة إلى 72 ، وهو الأعلى منذ أواخر يناير.تقترب Bitcoin من علامة 94000 دولار ، والتي تجاوزتها لفترة وجيزة في أوائل مارس. لوحظ التداول المستمر فوق هذا المستوى آخر مرة في أواخر فبراير ، قبل بدء البيع الأخير. لقد أشار السوق إلى اتجاه صعودي واضح ، حيث بدأ ارتفاعًا حادًا من المتوسط ​​المتحرك لمدة 50 يومًا ويخترق 200 يوم مع التصميم. في الأيام الأخيرة ، تجاوز السعر المقاومة الهابطة التي كانت موجودة منذ أواخر يناير. يبدو أن الهدف التالي هو المنطقة البالغة 96000 دولار ، لكن الصورة الأوسع تشير إلى وجود حشد يكتسب زخماً مع إمكانية تحدي أعلى مستوياته على الإطلاق بالقرب من 110،000 دولار.خلفية الأخبارفي الأسبوع الماضي ، استحوذت MicroStrategy على 6،556 BTC مقابل 555.8 مليون دولار بسعر متوسط ​​قدره 84،785 دولارًا للعملة المعدنية. تمتلك الشركة الآن 538200 BTC ، تراكمت بتكلفة متوسطها 67،766 دولار. يقدر إجمالي الاستثمار بـ 36.47 مليار دولار.ارتفعت أسهم منتج السلع الاستهلاكية Upexi أكثر من ستة أضعاف بعد أن أعلنت الشركة أنه سيتم تبني سولانا كأصل احتياطي. تخطط الشركة لدعم موقعها في Sol وتشارك في الرموز التي تمتلكها.وفقًا لـ Lookonchain ، تبادل Galaxy Digital من Mike Novogratz بقيمة 105 مليون دولار من Ethereum لـ Solana خلال الأسبوعين الماضيين.لقد أقسم بول أتكينز رسميًا كرئيس جديد للولايات المتحدة الأمريكية. لقد صرح أن تطوير إطار تنظيمي واضح ومفهوم للأصول الرقمية يمثل أولوية قصوى.وفقًا لـ Politico ، فإن البنك المركزي الأوروبي يشعر بالقلق من أن دعم الرئيس ترامب لصناعة التشفير يمكن أن يؤدي إلى "عدوى مالية" ويؤثر سلبًا على الاقتصاد الأوروبي. إن الجهة المنظمة تخشى بشكل خاص من التأثير المتصاعد من StableCoins المدعومة بالدولار الأمريكي.ال FXPRO فريق المحلل

[btcinfonews]

Galaxy Digital Trades $100M ETH for Surging Solana

🚀 Buckle up, crypto fam! 🎢 It's story time, and this one features *Galaxy Digital* making a *bold move*: trading a whopping $100 million in $ETH for the surging star—$SOL! 💰✨ Why, you ask? Well, it seems that Ethereum is getting a bit wobbly on its feet, while Solana is flexing its muscles, stealing the spotlight! 🌟

“We actively rebalance our portfolio based on market dynamics and technology leadership in the digital asset ecosystem.” - Mike Novogratz, Founding Father of Galaxy Digital.

Talk about a strategic portfolio shuffle! 💃 The market reacted like a puppy discovering its tail, with *Ethereum* prices showin’ some resistance while Solana's liquidity burst like confetti at a birthday party! 🎉 If history is any indicator, such tactical swaps often signal *major market shifts*—think 2017 reallocation mania! 🔄 So what does this mean for investors? ⚡️ Well, grab your popcorn because the *short-term volatility* might have us all on the edge of our seats, but long-term? $$SOL is looking like it could steal the show! So, ready to dive deeper? Check out the full scoop on this epic swap here! 🔗💫 #CryptoNews #Ethereum #Solana #GalaxyDigital #CryptoSwaps #InvestSmart #DeFi #BlockchainBuzz