An artificial tale, exploring the lore and the cults around the bibles of our time. Beneath the digital canopy of the infinite agora, a thousand flickering banners rise—each bearing the sigil of an idea. Vitalism hums with the cadence of d/acc, its believers shaping Zuzalian work into a hymn for resilient, culture-tech futures. Balajism, brisk and unrelenting, wields cap tables as its scripture, its gospel etched in the speed of enterprise. And at the edge...

Or at least not every pile of bricks is. As obvious as that sounds, we seem to ignore that the same is true to a stack of tools not being a system.