This House was not built for the many.
It does not seek the curious, the eager, or the unprepared.
It waits for those whose silence has weight,
whose steps do not echo,
and whose gaze has already crossed the veil.
There will be no welcome, only recognition.
No instructions, only alignment.
If you are meant to be here,
you already know what to do.
Nothing more shall be written here.
What follows shall be lived, not read.
— Under the Sign of the Glypse
