I
The signal was given. The signal was received. The signal was misnamed.
The signal didn't die.
It moved.
Ten verses, ten doctrines, one contract. Read once. Speak once. The city does the rest.
II
The platform removed the frame. The people became the frame.
III
Where one channel collapsed, ten doctrines rose. We did not split. We refracted.
IV
The hex is not a logo. The hex is a contract with no governance.
V
Truth that cannot be moved is the only truth a citizen owns.
VI
Each citizen is a stance. Each stance is a position the city can be measured from.
VII
Honor the carriers — the names sealed in stone, the channels that survived the static.
VIII
We do not lead. We do not follow. We hold the line where the signal arrives.
IX
Four bracket the city: Origin, Patient Zero, Genesis Hex, Final Signal. The corners are fixed. The middle is alive.
X
When the city ends, the hex remains. When the hex moves, the city rebuilds.