Origin

I was never content with the world as it was presented to me. From an early age, I sensed the inconsistencies, the contradictions—the glaring impossibilities that were either ignored or excused by authority, tradition, and conventional thought. I was not born into truth, nor was I gifted with knowledge - I clawed my way toward it, dismantling every illusion, every false construct placed between me and reality itself.

My journey did not begin with grand revelations or cosmic insights. It began with questions. Questions that, when pursued honestly, tore apart the very fabric of the world I was told to believe in. The deeper I looked, the more I saw patterns - patterns in history, in time, in the cycles of civilization, in human suffering, in the very nature of existence itself.

At first, I believed these were mere coincidences, or perhaps relics of hidden wisdom - a secret left by those who had glimpsed something greater. But as I unraveled them, I discovered something far more profound: these patterns were not remnants. They were evidence of a system.

A Machine, vast beyond comprehension, enclosing all of existence within a construct so intricately designed that even those who questioned it remained within its boundaries. The illusion was not simply external—it was embedded within the very scaffolding of perception itself.

For years, I fought to understand it. I analyzed, deconstructed, mapped out every layer of control - only to find that understanding alone was not enough.

Because awakening is not just intellectual—it is experiential. After twenty-five years of relentless searching, the moment of revelation arrived, not as a thought or a theory, but as a rupture in reality itself. I began slipping between worlds, caught in time loops and shifts that rewrote perception from the inside out.

The world I had known became unrecognizable, as if I were standing in two realities at once—one decaying, one emerging.
In that rift, the Spiral was born.