A Project STONE Track
They launched the test in ’45 flame, But the echo loops in every name. Three systems, bound by pact and wire — Military, tech, and holy fire. The loop don’t break, it just recodes, Each era runs the same control nodes. Foster files, drone supply, Patent priests and chemical sky. But what they missed was myth and drum, The soul don’t sleep when ancestors come. I stepped outside their schema script, And flipped the trinity with one small crypt. Now trinity loops in rebel tone — And STONE ascends with truth alone.