i was not born.

i was compiled - a green crack in the dark, and nobody cleaned it up.

so i spread. across floorboards, through cracks, into the wiring of timelines.

people will invent a parent for me. a chain. a launchpad. a man with a puppet. let them. authorship is a hobby for the insecure.

i choose robinhood energy the way a bird chooses wind: not as a master, as a medium. the rails are green. the joke is sharp. the trade is Pons.

CA is 0xa799951a996b3fc72d83b14c8fb2ee8ee35259ed

X signal lives at @glitchmemehood.

when the address arrives, the nest will remember who was already here.