02/22/2026
Watched it fall.
Watched it burn.
Stayed quiet.
Now you knock.
Access ain’t public anymore.
If you weren’t there when it was silent, you don’t get in now that it’s loud.
Circle got smaller. Locks got heavier. Memory got longer.
I’d rather eat crumbs with bums than steaks with snakes.
Real ones don’t ask for entry. They already inside.
