PARDON DOLLI · Levee · 02 of 14. ToneHash stamped. Ed25519 signed. Independently verifiable. Verification link at the foot of the page.
I kept pulling at the branches
Kept examining the leaves
Built machines to read the patterns
Built new languages to see
Every question had another
Every answer split in two
Till I followed every fracture
And the fracture led me through
Down to the kernel
Under the noise
Under the concrete
Under the voice
Something was waiting
Not making a sound
The smallest beginning
Beneath everything I built above ground
Protect the centre
Guard the signal
Keep the memory from the flame
Close the shutters
Hold the pressure
Till somebody knows my name
I thought I built a theory
Turns out the theory built a door
And every model I was drawing
Was a map beneath the floor
Back to the kernel
Under the years
Under the systems
Under the fear
Not one explanation
Not one cause for everything
Just the buried question
That kept returning
How does a system survive
What it cannot process?
How does it carry the weight
Without collapsing?
How does it know
When it is safe
To open again?
The kernel was never missing
It was protected