Regulus

The crown remains. No change detected. it was never asked Position assigned without consent. Center defined after placement. Stone logic, fixed frame. Breath reduced to signal. Meaning follows structure, never the other way. we accept the system If I step outside this role, what remains of me? Is identity stable without observation? The king is not whole only maintained something inside refuses alignment I hear it even when silent and I cannot prove it Reflection arrives late. All perception is delayed. Even truth is a secondary effect. We adjust accordingly. no correction needed Maybe I am only the description of myself. Not the thing itself. The heart is still here but misregistered it keeps beating outside permission I try to ignore it— BUT IT DOESN’T STOP IT DOESN’T STOP NOT EVEN WHEN I DO System holds. I feel it breaking. IT’S ALREADY BROKEN. Then why does it persist? BECAUSE I DO. you are not observing it it is observing you The crown does not fall it just forgets its owner The heart does not break it forgets permission I am still here but not the same NOT THE SAME NOT THE SAME Subject stable. End of anomaly.