$CREB

you are not watching the crab.

you are the crab.

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a crab in a pot does not notice the water heating. the temperature only ever moves one degree. one degree is nothing. one degree is noise. you can always sit through one more degree.

this is called a crab market. price goes sideways. nothing happens, nothing happens, nothing happens, and you are being cooked at a rate slow enough to be boring.

the bucket

you do not need a lid on a bucket of crabs.

when one finds the rim and starts to climb, the others reach up and pull him back down. not out of malice. out of reflex. he was going somewhere and they were not.

if they cooperated every one of them would be out in a minute. instead all of them stay, and all of them help.

you have seen this. someone posts a green day and a hundred claws come up to explain why it doesn't count. someone sells, they're a traitor. someone holds, they're exit liquidity. the bucket is fully staffed.

the red

creb is red.

crabs are not red. crabs are grey, brown, mud-coloured, sea-coloured. a crab turns red at exactly one point in its life, and that point is after it has been boiled.

creb has been red this whole time. it's in the logo. it was in the logo before you got here.

nobody told him. he thinks it's his colour.

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no roadmap. roads go somewhere.
no utility. he has claws, he can't hold anything.
no team allocation. nobody is getting out of the bucket.
just sideways, forever, one degree at a time.