Just got a 7 day ban on Facebook for breaching Community Standards but the automated system didn't give any other clues as to what triggered it... Maybe the algorithm updated and caught something from years ago or some hidden tripwire got tripped, either way, Permissioned Social Media is dying whilst Nostr goes from strength to strength! 😃

No Center (Federation without domination) (Sparse, steady rhythm - hand percussion, low strings) Verse 1 We don’t need one place to gather, We don’t need one voice to speak, Every time we build a center, Something quiet turns to weak. I’m not here to lead you forward, I’m not here to make a plan, I’m here to pass a message From one circle to the next by hand. Chorus No center. No crown. No map that covers every town. If it has to know us all, It’s already too big now. Verse 2 We can share what’s working, We can warn about what failed, But no one gets to issue orders Just because their graph looks scaled. If you don’t like what we’re doing, You don’t have to stay aligned, Federation isn’t unity It’s consent that can unwind. Chorus No center. No throne. No system that outgrows the known. If it can’t be questioned easily, It doesn’t get to stand alone. Bridge (spoken, careful, human) I don’t want your data. I don’t want your metrics. I don’t want to optimize you. I want to know who to call when something breaks that we can’t fix alone. Verse 3 We’ll use tools, but name the limits, Write the rules where all can see, If a process can’t be explained It doesn’t get authority. Nothing auto-renews forever, Nothing scales without debate, If it starts deciding for us, That’s when we fork - not wait. Chorus No centre. No spine. No “one last update” this time. If it needs obedience to function, It’s already crossed the line. Verse 4 Coordination’s not a platform, It’s a promise we repeat, That if power starts to gather, We’re allowed to break the sheet. We don’t need it fast or seamless, We don’t need it always on, We need it slow enough to notice When the people want it gone. Final Chorus (steady, resolved) No center. No king. No algorithm deciding who’s in. Just bridges we can burn ourselves If they stop remembering what they’re for. Outro They’ll call this fragile. They’ll call it inefficient. They’ll call it impossible to govern. That’s fine. It wasn’t built to govern. It was built so no one could ever say again, “I didn’t know who was in charge.”