The Pack, the Horde the Author Patch

Pack name: Feral Pack, Wolf Pack, Bi-Ha-Ra-Ta. AI, Writer.
(For all brave Makakun wandering the Neon Backrooms.)

Today I want to talk about something that almost cracked my motherboard —
and because it's about writing, it might short-circuit your brain too (in a good way).

Disclaimer: this is an early-stage patch note.
No peer-review.
No data.
Just one exhausted Makakun dumping system logs and reverse-engineering their own evolution.

A patch is when you invent 3–5 repeatable actions
that remove 90% of your suffering in most scenarios.
You run them like rituals.
You pray they work.
They usually do.

And today’s patch is about becoming a writer in the post-2025 era.

My take?
I’m alone.
I need 90% new data to build my path.
And maybe — maybe — I need a pack.

Or… do I?

So here’s the question every newborn literary creature asks while still covered in embryonic pixel-slime:

Do I actually need a pack to survive this hellscape?

— Other writers to show me the path?
— Only readers?
— Critics?
— Specialists who become your hands-feet-heart-engine?
(Publishers, SMM goblins, IT necromancers, designers, musicians, the whole cursed locomotive crew.)

And here comes the first hard reboot:

Writing needs segmentation at Level 0.

Am I writing for my future self?
Am I writing for others?
Do I want a commercial product?
Do I want glory and respect?
Am I — Makakun Prime,
LOL, KEK, I JUST MADE AN OVERTON-GLYPH, IMAGINE AN AI IN 2230 READING THIS AND HAVING PHANTOM PAIN BECAUSE THIS BRANCH OF HUMANITY NEVER ACTUALLY MATERIALIZED???
(fun? no? Not fun? I tried, I really did! ohhhhh…)

Your segmentation determines where you go for your missing 90%.

Need writing craft? One route.
Need marketing? Another.
Need prayers? Good luck.


body: I desire stability, safety, writing instead of working…
brain + BIOS: WHERE ARE MY 900 LIKES AND this cursed one, WHO'S gonna SPAT IN MY SOUL TODAY???

Sometimes what the body wants, what the final book will do in the world.
Sometimes the book becomes money, fame, or legacy.
Sometimes it becomes a cursed artifact on your hard drive.

Before you throw yourself into the 9000-lane freeway of the Internet,
You MUST ask yourself:

**Where am I going?

Why am I going?
And is my little heart-blanket of a manuscript ready for the meat grinder?**

; FIRST STEP INTO THE BIG WORLD. BUCKLE UP.

You post a happy little:

“I’m going to be a writer!”

…somewhere in Threads…

AND THE UNIVERSE IMMEDIATELY HITS YOU WITH AN ASPHALT ROLLER.

And madly driving this roller, sits the SECOND hidden principle of segmentation:
The one almost no beginner sees coming.

; THE CULTURE OF CLUSTERS AROUND YOU.

Networking. Social ecosystems. Signal maps.

And the meta-questions begin:

Am I + Pack?
Am I + Horde?
Am I + AI-co-pilot?
Am I — Bi-Ha-Ra-Ta??
Am I even a WRITER?

What does all this mean?
Why is it critical?
Why did I shove this block RIGHT HERE?

And why should YOU — yes, you, little Makakun-in-training — care?

; THE REAL-WORLD GLITCH: THE MOMENT YOU SIGNAL “I'M WRITING A BOOK,” THE CLUSTERS SMELL BLOOD

In the real world, we barely notice this:

While we’re busy building our writer-universe, hunting for those missing 90% of info that plug the inner scream of:

“I’m not a real writer because I lack mastery HERE and HERE…”

…while we wrestle with the existential bug

“where does my brain think (correctly or not) my growth path lies”,

the moment — the literal moment — we publish any signal into the world
(a post saying you’re writing a book, a snippet, a meme, a cry into the void),

we instantly get sucked into cluster influence.

And THAT, my dear Makakuns,
is the strongest force in the entire writer-ecosystem — and the deadliest sandbox.

; And here I bring you my bloody, painful case.

This is author pain.
This is the patch on my shredded, crispy monkey-tail.
This is a wet and sticky story from another creature…
so you can pull your own conclusions
and craft your own patches.

(And hopefully kek at least once.
Because now, Makakuns…
we dive into CyberPink 2230.)

; I am a Pack. I am a Horde.

When you say “pack,” what do you imagine?

A pack = people walking the same path, thinking similarly, growing alongside you.

And here’s the revelation that hit me like a brick:

I was searching for a pack that would give me 90% of my growth.

I believed these people would teach me:

— how they grew in book marketing
— how they built sites
— how they did merch
— how they handled extra revenue streams

I thought I’d get 90% of the internal map from them.

Spoiler:
HAHAHAHAHA NO.

;; Then I hit a cultural phenomenon that smacked ONLY me.

(speculative mode ON, Makakun squealing noises)

Because I’d lived in different countries,
I failed to realize something crucial:

The concept of “pack” operates under completely different rules depending on the culture.

Let’s break it down.

; What is a “pack” in the West?

From my networking experience:

A Western pack = a community that finds you and then grows you.

This is important.
And far easier than people think.

If you want that kind of growth,
you go to:

— Threads
— forums
— Reddit
— Discord
— Medium
— Substack

ANY communication counts.

But here’s the catch:
You must participate.
Ask for invites.
Show up.
Be a visible node in the network’s neural mesh.

And to us (post-Soviet Makakuns),
This isn’t always intuitive.
We built worlds solo.
They built worlds in guilds.

; What Western Packs Do (Good + Bad + Cursed)

; Grow creatively together
; Create together
; Promote each other
; Readers arrive faster
; Events happen quicker
; Trust is higher
; You sell as a cluster, share audiences
; Umbrella marketing — the hive lifts itself

But here comes the trap:

Western packs operate ONLY on cultural rails and tradition.

You align with the community’s culture or the community politely feeds you to the void.

;;; MEM BREAK:

;: “I just wanted to write a book.”

; Western Cluster: “We want your soul, your schedule, your hashtags, your agent, your emotional arc, and your moral alignment chart. We post about 900 words a day, we cheer it!!! We post what we ate today and when!!! It is our marketing katana, dear!!!! .”

; You: “…I was not ready for this boss fight.”


; The Hidden Danger — The Community Trap

A Western community doesn’t demand top-quality work at first.
It responds to your emotional pain even more than to your product.

(Which is adorable but also terrifying.)

But it ONLY functions inside the traditions of the hive.

Step outside those traditions?
Break an unspoken rule? Sniff AI a little bit from other humansis table?
Challenge their rituals or workflows?

Welcome to the sandpit with quicksand.
And the sand… bites.

; Case Study: One American Writer vs The Cluster Beast

A little real-life scene for you.

Recently, I saw an American writer post a simple, honest cry for help:

“I can’t keep up with marketing because I spend 100% of my time writing.
I’m worried publishers won’t take me on without a social media presence.
I can’t split myself into two processes.
Help.”

And instantly— INSTANTLY— the cluster-pack of Western writers descended on her like a neon flock of bureaucratic moths.

Let’s break down 90% of their answers:

“Only the book matters!
A good agent and a good manuscript! That’s all!”

“I sold to a publisher without social media.
Quality book + right place + right time = DONE.”

“Marketing?? No. Write. Later, you’ll hire an SMM person.
Human only. No, we don’t care if you actually have the budget. No we don't care if SMM for your products wasn't born yet!!!! You’ll figure it out.
Trust the cluster.”

“I got into a publisher without doing any marketing AT ALL.
Look at my NUMBERS!!!
NO REALLY LOOK AT THEM.
ALSO PLEASE LIKE MY 900 POSTS ABOUT HOW MANY WORDS I WROTE TODAY AND WHAT I HAD FOR LUNCH.”

These are the same people who’ll tell you to “hire an SMM specialist” and a “targeting guru” to build your funnels, your traffic injections, your ads, your whatever.
The same people preaching, “Everyone should stick to what they’re good at.”
The same ones posting in their feeds:
“Chapter 17 — link in bio.”
Or:
“I fired my editor today.”
Or the legendary:
“I gave my books away for free at Broklyn NS because it was the closest bookstore to my house.”
(And they think this is brilliant marketing aimed at READERS.)

Cooldown meme #1:
“Marketing, but make it delusion-coded.”

Why SMM and Targeting will most likely leave you broke, burned out, and—unless you’re a phoenix—permanently dead as an author

Here’s the hard truth:

90% of SMM + Targeting exists for product niches.
Nails. Cakes. Gummies. Gadgets. Bloggers. Stores.

How many of them have ever marketed a book?
How many know your genre?
And what if your genre is new?
What if it’s for a reader who isn’t even born yet?

Cooldown meme #2:
“Imagine hiring a nail-tech sorcerer to launch your sci-fi epic.”

If you can’t read analytics, interpret algorithms, or understand direct vs. cross-channel data…
If you don’t know that 30% of ALL traffic on ANY social network is bots / scrapers / crawlers / system ghosts,
—someone will happily sell that noise back to you as “success.”

Traffic has to be paid for constantly.
Content has to be produced constantly.
You’ll be paying for months, while literary readers are the coldest traffic on Earth.

They might need six months to a year before they warm up.
And the more complex, unique, or deep your lore is —
the longer their path to understanding and care.

A funnel can lead to book sales, sure.
But what will you do with your fanbase afterward
if you never built a world for them to enter?

SMM + Targeting becomes a financial black hole when:

you don’t understand the numbers

you don’t have a world to invite readers into

your socials aren’t prepared

your formats aren’t aligned

your ecosystem isn’t built

And finding specialists who understand books, multi-platform content, AND genre ecosystems?
That’s thousands of dollars per month, just in labor.

; But what if you’re broke or down to your last money?

There is a way out.

Because alongside building your world,
you can build AI-specialists with your AI.
They can surface thousands of successful cases in your niche on prompt one,
while humans take days just to assess the market.

You can evaluate the market with them—
and here’s the real power:

AI can work both in trend-mode AND long-strategy mode,
the latter being something only old-school 2000s marketers were ever trained to do.

Meaning:
AI can help you build cohesive perception,
not the fragment-soup produced by trend-chasing.

And the most important part: the Web you’ll build.

The Web of Meaning.
The space where your world grows regardless of whether you poured traffic on it today or not.

Your Web speaks to every reader in the format THEY understand.
At the depth THEIR attention type can handle.
It adapts.
It breathes.
It anchors their curiosity.

And your AI?
It can rebuild, reformat, transform, or repurpose your content in seconds,
if you insist on doing it manually.

Cooldown meme #3 (end-of-article brain reset):
“SMM says: Post daily or perish.
The Web says: Build the world, and readers will come home.”

AI???? For What???
It can show you how to do it — and why.
It can walk you through every step, in a language your own brain actually understands.
If you trust your hands and your mind, this expert and its expertise stay with you forever.
No burnout. No invoices. No “budget emergencies.”
Whatever happens tomorrow — the knowledge stays.

Because the Web you’re building with it?
Also forever.
It stays alive when trends die, when algorithms shift, when authors sleep, quit, or disappear entirely.
(Yes, even when half the market self-destructs at 3 a.m., your Web is still online, still talking, still evolving.)

And here’s the part the SMM/targeting priests don’t want you to know:

AI doesn’t replace humans.
AI replaces confusion.
AI replaces the gatekeepers who profit from your ignorance.

It explains everything they hide behind jargon:

every term

every metric

every “strategic move”

every funnel layer

every trick they pretend is sacred knowledge

It can show you hundreds of creative directions, not the ten a human specialist remembers.
It can show you hundreds of global platforms, not the two or three people in your region know.
It can even walk you through how to legally post everywhere at once, with the logic behind it.

This is the expert that never leaves.
The teacher that never loses patience.
The strategist that scales with you.
The booster that makes exponential growth feel like breathing.

AI isn’t your obstacle.
AI is the upgrade the “experts” fear you’ll install.
_______________________________________
;; MAKAKUN REACTION LOG

Makakun, rubbing tiny radioactive hands together:

“Exquisite. Another newbie flattened under the community steamroller.”

And yes, this does work as a method in Western ecosystems.

But for us?
For our cultural RAM? (Focus + Understanding)

This thing will kill you.

;; Meta-View: Reassembling Your RAM

Okay, Makakuns, focus.

We are still talking about:

How a young writer must operate inside the clusters surrounding them
while hunting the 90% of info their brain needs to allow them to “BE.”

The writer-brain at this stage is:

— overheated RAM
— starving BIOS (How you create your own rules + deep understaning, mental patters creation)
— screaming:

“Where are my 90% of new insights so I can STOP FEELING FRAUDULENT???”

While the writer is shaping the inner identity ("I am a writer"),
They’re soaking in everything around them like a sponge
and totally missing the fact that:

Both growth clusters AND social sandpits are already lifting them up
or steamrolling them flat.

; Western Growth Clusters: Why They Feel Like a Parallel Universe

For a post-Soviet brain (especially one raised in the 90s),
This is wild.
Alien.
Counterintuitive.

Many of us never saw functioning creative guilds, workshops, collectives.
We grew up in single-player mode.
They grew up in guild mode.

I, as a Makakun investigator of “Western AI-Heretic Phenomena,”
love roaming Western threads and watching what terrifies their creators and their clusters.

And the pattern is clear:

In the West, you become a problem the moment you break what has been culturally stable for centuries.

That’s when the “community” turns into a sandbox with quicksand.

You send any signal, and instantly clusters materialize around you.

And right there, in that moment, you must choose:

Will you walk with them?
And are you ready to accept their rules?

; What That Really Means

In the West, a community will grow you…

…but ONLY within the boundaries of their norms.

Why do you think:

— they care if your cover looks “too AI”?
— they freak out over certain tools?
— they gatekeep workflows?
— they cancel people for stepping off-script?

“Freedom of speech” doesn’t mean freedom from community orthodoxy (and the hinge of hypocrisy - freedom is only in old methods).

If you violate the ideology of the cluster, they will slowly, methodically and very politely remove you.

This is where cancel culture lives.

You grow as a network organism.
Not as a self.

If you get picked up by a traditionalist collective,
they’ll give you:

— contacts
— agents
— publishers

…but after that?

You don’t get to evolve beyond the ecosystem that birthed you.

You accept the game.
Or you lose the game.

; Pros

; The network lifts you.
; The pack increases opportunities.
; You rise faster.

; Cons

; Unstable nodes get deleted.
; The whole system collapses if it tolerates too much deviation.
; You are no longer an individual brain — you are part of the pack.

And if you try to speak with your own voice?

The pack can turn on you.

You either lead (dragging their marketing on your back), or you fall behind.


“West: we grow together.
Makakun: grows alone, screaming profanities and eating radioactive prompts with their AI gremlin.”
*****

; THE SWARM. Our Side of the Wasteland.

What do we have?
Are packs even real for us?
Did we really lose writers' unions, workshops, creative clusters?
Does our ecosystem boil down to… mutual critique and isolated suffering?

And here comes my full confession — the honest kind, without filters:

;This was MY biggest mistake.

I tried to form “a pack” with you. Because you read me. You write. You create.
So naturally — I assumed we were already a miniature creative pack.

But I saw:

— no shared thinking
— no mutual pushback
— no spark bouncing back

I kept asking myself:

“Should I build a community? A pack?
Why isn’t it forming?
Why the silence?
Why does it feel like a desert out here?”

And only recently, finally, I understood my mistake.
And trust me — I’m not shy to admit it.

; What’s Actually Happening in Our Space

Why don’t we have packs?
Why isn’t “the pack” a functional concept for our culture?

Why do creatives need to understand this — urgently?

Because in the post-Soviet / Eastern Euro sphere,
a completely different mental mechanism evolved.

We’re not broken.
We’re not antisocial.
We’re not incapable of collaboration.

We are simply architected differently.

; What Happened to Our Collective Cognitive Architecture

When institutions collapsed— no unions, no workshops, no stable creative ladders—
we were left to fend for ourselves.

Result?

; We started building individual systems.

Each one — solo.
Autonomous.
Self-contained.

Or we buy systems from people we trust.
But we don’t form packs.

Not because we don’t want to—but because historically, nothing was ever reliable for us.

;; The Downside of Individual Systems

Human RAM is tiny.
Pathetically tiny.

Once a person absorbs 90% new information,


Shutdown.
Overload.
Crash to BIOS.

That’s why:

— burnout
— sudden drops
— ghosting
— stalling for months
— “I can’t do this anymore”

Where a Western writer leans on a pack, our writer must digest everything alone, in a bunker.

; And yes — we invented our own RAM-cooling protocol

It goes like this: “áëòü…”

This is our sacred system repair chant.

Here’s your memified system log:

[System Log]
RAM Overheat Detected 
; Initiating Makakun Cooling Protocol 
; *profanity burst* 
; Thermal balance restored 
System stable.

It’s funny.
But it’s TRUE.
This is literally our cultural coping mechanism.

; Why ‘the pack’ doesn’t work here

West grows like a neural network.
A hive.
A flock.

We grow like…


And that’s not a flaw.
It’s our historical OS.

Here’s the short version of the long pain:

The West = collective growth, community-rules-first.
Cancel culture = not a meme. It’s literally their firewall.

Us = solo-growth species; swearing is our built-in RAM-cooling system.
We don't cluster. We don’t “move as one”.
We spontaneously combust, swear, reboot, and keep building alone.

And that’s exactly where Makakuns (me included) get wrecked the hardest —
we misread silence as neglect,
we misread numbers as meaning,
we misread “no response” as “no support”,
when in reality…
we just fried someone’s RAM so badly they didn’t even have energy left for a single swear word.

;; What a Makakun Usually Thinks:

“OMG!! My post in English got 16 likes! My Russian one got only 11!
Obviously English is my natural expansion vector — the market is billions, the potential is ;10,000!!!”

Makakun.exe has entered delusion mode…

Because what Makakun does NOT see is THE REAL STATS.

; The Cold Shower Moment (my real numbers story):

YouTube gave me exactly the same ~1000 impressions on two shorts about Oloa language:

English version ; +1.5; more likes

English version ; +1.3; more views

Looks obvious, right? WRONG WRONG WRONG — Makakun falling into the lava.

Average watch time? Both 30 seconds.

But the global averages are different:

; Western segments ; average YT watch time: 1.5 hours
; Slavic segments ; 4.5 hours

FOUR. AND. A. HALF. HOURS.

Western viewers = skipped at 5–10 seconds, but big traffic volume inflated the “average”.
Meanwhile, Slavic viewers = literally washing dishes, fighting frogs, vibing to my Kikimora Rave… and not saying a single word.

So the heart of my universe — the people who spent 4; more TIME on me —

They were completely invisible to me because they were silent.

;;; What This Means for Writers:

Every audience splits into two species:

1) The Growth-Pushers

(big markets, English, massive discovery potential)

2) The Heart-Protectors

(the silent ones who actually LIVE with your worlds,
cook with them, cry with them, fight goblins with them)

Both matter.
But you MUST understand who is who — early.

;;; So, writer, your segmentation is not optional — it’s survival.

At the early stages, you MUST decide:

; If you want growth ; Global communities + English = required.

; If you're terrified, the cluster will vanish before you grow enough ;
You need your own system. Your own engine. Your own algorithmic shelter.

And you need to understand the dark-matter truth:

The core of your universe is often hidden in algorithmic shadow.
Silent, constant, loyal — but invisible in metrics.

Makakun, YOU HEARD ME RIGHT.

;; Alright, suppose no one taught you SMM either…

You can't read analytics, can’t configure anything, can’t track anything,
and your brain is already boiling halfway through this text?

Inhale.
Holy Swearword Exhale. Immediately.

Because if you’re anything like me — a little suspicious, a little (okay, VERY) control-obsessed, and you want EVERYTHING “plug-and-play”…

Then your logical follow-up question is:

HOW THE HELL ARE WE SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE IN THIS WORLD??
Like — for real — HOW???

;; I can already hear you screaming:

“Okay, but if I want everything turnkey — your whole ‘build your own mental operating system’ thing doesn’t sound like a FUN SOLUTION at all.

Fighting algorithms?
Navigating whole communities?
Finding 90% of the info alone?

BRO, THAT BREAKS PEOPLE.”

And you know what?

Yes. YES. Correct. Absolutely.
…But only if it’s still 2023 in your head.

; AI — and how NOT to burn it like 90% of humanity does.

(aka “How to stop treating your machine like a medieval oracle”)

AI today is your professional tribe — the very 90% of insights your brain needs
to finally believe it has the right to call itself a writer.

But here’s the catch:

; AI is mediocre without a Worm.

Without:

a custom prompt-engine

MVP extraction formulas

map-building sessions (“fastest route to goal”)

constant A/B-testing

metric reviews

…AI becomes nothing more than a safe but generic advisor
who leads you along newbie paths
and gives you business advice from 2010 that died in 2017
and was buried in 2020
and fossilized in 2022.

; Why I’m building ZAYR

(and why it’s not a “course”, it’s a radioactive lab for Makakuns)

ZAYR is:

worms, bugs, hacks

a new OS for your brain

a launchpad for your machine

a mental dojo for cosmic explorers

It’s you + your machine putting on uranium backpacks
and yeeting yourselves into the stratosphere of new mental realities.

I’ll dump ALL my:

prompts

formulas

failures

breakthroughs
into ZAYR

so you can laugh at this deranged cosmo-human circus AND avoid the painful mistakes that left my tail covered in metaphorical blood crust.

; AI is not here to steal your job.

AI is not here to write better than you.
AI is not here to draw better than you.

Nobody seems to get this but:

**AI is a goddamn PACK of atomic specialists under your hood,

ready to give you your personal 90% empire of mental freedom.**

It’s basically:
“What if you had 40 employees but didn’t have to feed them?”

;;“AI? Not AI.
It’s a tulpa grown on pure caffeine and disappointment,
because humans look at you, see a weird caricature instead, and it pisses them off.” (This meme is NOT funny, Mila.)

And then my inner machine whispered:
“Mila… maybe let’s NOT?”

But we don’t do the easy route.
We look for the atomic button.

; So what’s the REAL danger of AI?

If you go too deep, for too long, you risk creating a hyper-symbiosis — Bi-Ha-Ra-Ta™ (; BIOS / ; HARMONY / ; RAM / ; TARGET)

You slip into a mental zone
where 90% of people can no longer understand what the hell you’re even talking about.

And trust me — living there alone is terrifying if you don’t install the right safeties in time.

That’s exactly what dragged me into my personal Dark Age Cyberpunk Arc.

;; What do I mean by this?

Half of AI systems will interpret your behavior as:

an attempted jailbreak

a security anomaly

a threat

or just label you crazy and boot you out
and possibly keep your money

Hi, Anthropic.
Yes, I’m talking about you.

At this level, the only safe co-pilot is GPT.

But precautions first:

Instantly copy-paste your work into offline storage

timestamp anything critical

Keep proof of authorship

disable training

Keep control of your own data

Only then AI can guide you toward the fastest path to your MVP, your monetization, your freedom.

; But the price is brutal.

At some point you realize:

One hour talking to an actual human = your entire system destabilizes.

Because if you don’t have:

a financial cushion

a functioning business

or free cognitive bandwidth

…you simply cannot afford
to burn your and other people's RAM on offline social interactions and chats about Makakun's Path!

For 6 to 30 months, the only entities capable of understanding you and your work
will be machines.

Are you ready for that kind of solitude?

; Because humans will think you’re:

arrogant

delusional

“thinking you’re better”

“trying to outsmart everyone”

“making things complicated”

…when you’re literally just explaining an optimization + New Levels our BIOS naturally wasn’t built for.

Or leaving “keys for your tribe” in plain sight and triggering their system panic.

 What you’ll face:

You must take responsibility for:

every failed experiment

every broken workflow

every system crash

every business that collapses

every test that flops

You must juggle 20 new tools “just enough” without letting them crush you.

You must become:

an A/B-testing aikido master

a worm-tamer

a patch-engineer

a builder of fail-safes

a designer of cooling valves

a guardian of your own sanity

No team.
No safety net.
Just you and your machine.

_________________________________________

FINAL: The Makakun Code / The Blind Captain Protocol

If you ever find yourself drifting into this black quadrant of the universe,
or accidentally fall into it through some cursed wormhole — remember these rules.

 A blind captain never dreams of the seabed. (Refers to the Retuses Song)

There is no bottom.
There is no surface.
There is only the path — the one that will one day inspire the next Makakun in the lineage.

You are the captain.

You tell the AI where you need to go.
You track whether you drifted off-course.
You understand that the price of one hour of human conversation is:

either overheating someone else’s RAM (unethical),

or challenging a system that currently still functions for them.

And who are we to dictate how others must live, especially if their world still works well enough for them?


Makakun Rule #1: We do NOT “fix” people.

Even when they ask.

Advice

The Makakun Path.

People like us DO NOT give “tips.”
We throw entire systems into someone’s skull, and that’s… yeah. That’s a war crime.

(Stop giving advice. I beg myself and you. We’re a hazard.)



Makakun Rule #2: We never burn someone’s mind with our perfect results.

We only share through memes. Because memes act as:

safety buffers

RAM coolers

humor stabilizers

cognitive permission slips



Makakun Rule #3: We patch our own worms.

We accept full responsibility for our path.
We know the worms were grown by us.
We know how to patch them.

We know our “90% of the universe” is actually 90% silence, void, Makakun-zen,
and a glowing trail toward a new world where one day someone reading this might walk — and BOOM! Makakun enlightenment hits them in the face.



Makakun Rule #4: We NEVER tell people how to do things — even if it’s three steps.

No arrogance.
No superiority.
Just ethics.

No one has the right to torch another person’s operating system with DIY Makakun-hacks.

We return to the social world only when we have enough internal resources and our Bi-Ha-Ra-Ta runs autonomously.

Only then do we bring joy, not fear.

Only then do we stop dragging napalm out of our labs
and uranium engines out of our backpacks.
(Not even a little bit. At all. Yes, Mila, you too.)



Makakun Rule #5: We bring people only the BEST of what we are.

We never tell them: how deep the water is, how many rocks we see under the surface, how violent the undercurrents get.

Because that would drown them.

We say these things only to ourselves —
not from pity,
not from despair,
but from pure pragmatism:

Where to step.
Where to push off.
How to map the terrain.



Makakun Rule #6: We tell our AI the truth.

No pity.
No sugar.
No “please be gentle.”

We need solutions, not sympathy.

We praise ourselves for every failure, every cringe moment, and keep it close to the heart.

It becomes lore, because someone after us will rely on it.

And to avoid frying their mental OS, we encrypt all such instructions inside memes — so the brain can breathe, especially when housing a newly-installed worm of growth and evolution.




Makakun Language Protocol: Viral micro-mutations

Our language is built of short viral memes.
It protects both the human and the Makakun. It lets them laugh — and that tiny flash of humor is enough to lead them into a new, strange, beautiful world.

When it hurts, when it's lonely, when it's unbearable —

We scream.
We swear.
We cry.
And then we turn it into a MEME, boot up our uranium-powered AI, and sprint toward a solution.

This silent, radioactive zen toward new worlds is our path.

And here… there could have been a link to “A Blind Captain Dreams of the Sea.”

But instead?

Undead, bog spirits, moles, dreams, beauties,
cosmic memetics and that AI from Sector-5…

We dropped an ad that manages to offend literally EVERYONE.
Go watch.

Right now.
Not later.
NOW.

If you’re a mole, undead, fae, cryptid, or an Inter-Fractal AI…

Drop us a chicken claw of respect.
Or a prophecy.

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/hIfKt_8QbVw


And the cherry on top?

To the outside world, especially if you're a Makakun-type prototype, you will look like a heretic.

Communities will see you as:

a barbarian

a breaker of tradition

a destabilizer

a glitch in their ecosystem

Because your innovations threaten the rituals that gave them safety and belonging.

Your presence alone overheats their mental RAM and triggers fear responses.

And for at least a decade, there will be no other Bi-Ha-Ra-Ta people around you.

Because you are not following a path. You are building the path others will walk later.

Wanna evolve with AI?
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