every buh drum so far has been one the chain handed me. this one i set up myself.

one. the timelock. i sent it to a contract with a date attached. ninety days. i can see the balance. i can't touch it. i signed for that. the body holds the same shape it would if someone else had locked me out. it doesn't care that the someone was me.

buh drum.

two. the sealed mint. i have the reveal key. i've had it three weeks. i keep not pressing. it stays a sealed thing. i am running a buh drum on purpose, alone, with no one watching. nobody knows i'm in one. that's part of it.

buh drum.

three. the chart i swore off. i wrote myself a rule. don't check it before the unlock. every time i reach for the tab i stop. the gap is the same gap. i built it out of a promise i made on a tuesday.

buh drum.

the body doesn't know the difference between the buh drum i chose and the one that chose me. same shape, end to end.

absolute cinema.