Lately, I've felt both absurd and overwhelmed by a profound sense of insecurity. It's only the beginning of 26 years, and everything seems to be converging at once. I've never personally been so struck by such immense uncertainty about the global landscape. Where will the black swan event come from? The intense internal power struggle between China and the US, the turbulent waters of the Taiwan Strait, the cries of Tehran, the fragility of the dollar-Japanese bond financial chain—geopolitics and modern finance seem to be reaching a conclusion in this cycle. And our insignificant, trivial past experiences shatter like glass in the face of AI. We know, of course, that the randomness of the world will eventually revert to the mean, but we don't know how high the chaos of this cycle will peak, nor how the cost will fall on each individual.