
Jonathan Whitcraft
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Jonathan Whitcraft
@jaywhitcraft
Hybrid Position/Swing Trader, Cancer Survivor, Father, Brother, Uncle, Wine lover and Windsurfer. All opinions are my own and not investment advice.


















Lots of questions and DM on set ups I trade and focus I use 5 setups: My Trading Style — Qullamaggie-Based Momentum System 🔥 Breakout — tight base hugging the 10/21 SMA, volume explosion on entry 🔥 Catalyst and Episodic Pivot plays — massive volume, massive move. Only TRUE Episodic Pivots permanently re-rate a stock. Not every catalyst qualifies. 🔥 Parabolic Long and Short — long the vertical rocket ride up. Short the catastrophic breakdown when it collapses. This is not KQ set up per se, but most on Liquid Leaders with immense RS 🔥 Moving Average Undercut & Rally — price slices below the 10, 21, or 50 SMA, shakes out weak hands, then snaps violently back. That's your entry. 🔥 Price Undercut & Rally — stock undercuts a key price level, flushes the stops, then reverses hard. That's your entry. Qullamaggie framework. Rinse. Repeat.




🙏♥️🙏 They walked into her life on the worst day of theirs. Two small children... backpacks clutched tight... sitting in silence no child should ever have to carry. No questions. No tears. Just waiting for a world that had suddenly changed forever. She was only supposed to care for them. Tie their shoelaces. Bring them snacks. Sit beside them so they wouldn't feel alone. But something happened in the quiet moments... The way Mason held onto her sleeve like she was the only safe place left. The way Mila lined up her crayons beside hers... just to make sure she stayed. Days turned into routines. Routines turned into something deeper. Walks to school. Homework at the kitchen table. Soft "goodnights" whispered into the dark. And then one night... Mason placed his shoes by her door. "For tomorrow." Mila placed hers right beside his. Omanukwue Following No asking. No fear. Just... trust. And in that moment, she knew-they weren't just passing through her life anymore. They were home. Months later, standing in a courtroom, holding their hands as tightly as they once held hers... everything changed. "They're yours." For the first time... Mason cried. Not because he lost someone. But because he finally had someone who would never leave. A nurse became a mother. Two children became a family. And love... chose them all 🙏♥️🙏









