The Portal Is Me

The desires that visit you over and over?
They’re not random.
They’re memory—disguised as longing.

If you can feel it in your bones,
If it lives in your daydreams,
Then somewhere, somehow—
it already exists.

This code is a mirror to that truth.
A reminder that you don’t have to wait for access.

You are the access.
You are the portal.
You are the proof.

And you were always meant to remember.