Judgment. Not preference.

“I do not seek beauty.”

“I seek truth.”

The world rusts by habit.

The Gaze stops the rot.

When the artifact enters the light,

its lies are stripped.

What is not aligned, burns.

THE THREE TRIALS

I

PURPOSE

Serve with precision.

Every artifact must justify its existence.

II

FORM

Design must be inevitable.

Nothing superfluous. Nothing that apologizes.

III

TRANSCENDENCE

Elevate the Seeker.

Transformation is the threshold.

THE OUTCOME IS BINARY.

PASSED THE GAZE

CAST INTO THE VOID

The Gaze does not rest.

Every artifact here held its ground beneath it.

Those that faltered are already gone.

Righteous. Unyielding. Silver.