$Sea GOAT
He sat on the roof. He watched every cycle. Every pump, every rug, every “this time it’s different.” He stole your chips at the marina in 2017 and he’ll steal your liquidity in 2026. The SeaGOAT doesn’t chase candles — the candles chase HIM. Locked eyes with the camera because he’s already locked eyes with your exit. Charged. Ascended. Unbothered. Top is in when he says it’s in. WAGMI — We’re All Gulls, Maybe Internally.
