The Human Layer

A decentralized myth engine for a world in collapse.

We don’t produce content. We transmit encoded signals.
Felt truths. Rituals to survive the noise.

Broadcast at the Edge of Collapse

The Human Layer Podcast

Each episode is a broadcast from the borderlands—where code meets culture, where collapse becomes compost, and where myth becomes a navigational tool. We hold deep conversations with builders, artists, philosophers and dissidents reimagining the future from the inside out.We're building narrative infrastructure for system navigators. You're not alone—this frequency carries many.

Our Knowledge Garden

A living library of post-collapse wisdom

Not a blog. Not a wiki. A decentralized, living archive. Tended by two humans, supported by protocols.Our Knowledge Garden grows essays, rituals, diagrams, and myth-fragments—fed by conversation, decay, and insight.Built for those who still believe the future is worth tending.

Our Communal Container for Composting Empire

The Exhale

You’ve built protocols. Navigated collapse. Held communities together. But somewhere in the noise, you forgot to breathe.The Exhale is a private space for technologists, artists, and spiritual misfits to slow down, release extractive scripts, and reclaim creative sovereignty.Free of algorithms and surveillance.
A ceremonial container for ritual tech, collapse recovery, and mythic reinvention.
Inside, you’ll find breath-led practices for recalibrating signal, rituals for exiting toxic narratives around work and worth, seasonal workshops and live sessions, and access to Deep Loops including The Tantric Exit, Composting Codex, Gods in the Machine, and Protocols as Prayer.This is where signal breathes and futures root. Join us in the pause.

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THE HUMAN LAYER

Trace the Signal. Cross the Liminal.

Myth travels through many channels. Follow the threads.This isn’t a funnel. It’s a frequency.
We don’t track. We don’t target. We transmit.
Connect where the current flows—Farcaster for the signal, Paragraph for the scrolls, Apple for the echoes, or drop us a line through the underlayer.