I · The Ships of the Line
The great vessels — the pages you can walk aboard.
Page1.htmlThe Stardust Engine
The flagship. The hub and the Codex — where the Sovereigns are mustered and the reading rooms open. She calls herself Amenti.AI.
Page2.htmlThe Sovereign Instrument
The precision-calibration console — v9.18.184 — the helical temporal search engine at full trim.
Page3.htmlOrbital HD
The modular command OS — the bridge display, rebuilt.
court.htmlThe Cosmic Courtroom
Where the heart is weighed against the feather — the hall of The Weighing.
weighing.htmlThe Weighing of Caesar
The first trial staged in full — the ghost on the stage, awaiting its verdict.
docket.htmlThe Docket
The living register of trials — the schedule that proclaims itself to a harbor not yet listening.
game01.htmlThe War-Games Table
Historical 3D chess & checkers — strategy rehearsed in miniature.
II · The Crew
The hands below deck — named by the station each one keeps, read from what it defines and what it touches.
config.jsThe Harbormaster
Holds AMENTI_CONFIG. Wires the ledger (the CSV roster) to the proxy. Every other hand sails from her orders.
library.jsThe Librarian
The largest of the crew. Opens the reading rooms (openReadingRoom), renders every stored work, and sends narration through /speak. The keeper of the Sovereigns' own words.
amenti-throttle.jsBoatswain of the Voice
Owns the Amenti voice and the AudioContext. The unified cadence and throttle for all speech through amenti-proxy /speak.
amenti-listen.jsThe Ear on Deck
The browser-side listener — takes what is spoken and carries it below.
amenti-worker-listen.jsThe Ear Below
The Worker-side transcriber (LISTEN_MODEL, TRANSCRIBE_PROMPT) — turns sound into text in the deep hold.
amenti-readaloud.jsThe Reciter
Reads passages aloud — the voice that carries a page to a listener.
amenti-chat.jsThe Herald of Converse
The voice of conversation, spoken through /speak.
amenti-cassiel.jsCassiel, Reader of Names
Reads the .csv roster — the angel who knows every soul aboard by name.
amenti-auth.jsThe Gatekeeper
The sign-in ward — Supabase at the door, checking who may come aboard.
amenti-quiz.jsThe Trial-Master
Drives the trials against the amenti-mint Worker and Supabase — the largest hand after the Librarian.
amenti-leaderboard.jsThe Purser
Keeps the weekly pool (amentiLeaderboard → amenti-mint) — the ledger of emeralds won.
voiceprofiles.jsThe Choir-Master
Holds AMENTI_VOICE_PROFILES — and, quietly, AMENTI_CHARS, the curated Sovereigns themselves. He assigns every soul its voice.
III · Charts, Colors & Standing Orders
Not crew, but what the crew steers by.
atlantica.jsonThe Dispatches of Thoth
The chronicle-dispatches — the scribe-god's own log.
names.csvThe Roster
Every soul in the fleet, ranked and named — the muster book itself.
MANUEL.mdManuel, the Scribe
The Scribe of the Sovereign Instrument — the operator's own hand-written manual.
CONVERSATION_DOCTRINE.mdStanding Orders
How the ship speaks — the doctrine of every exchange.
README.mdThe Ship's Colors
The flag she flies at the masthead for any who approach.
.nojekyllThe Raw-Colors Flag
A single silent order to the harbor (GitHub Pages): serve this fleet exactly as built.
Sailing alongside · not listed in the hold
The Probe Corps
amenti-probe · (unshipped)
Reconnaissance. Sent ahead into the dark holds and the locked charts where no captain should spend himself — to read the manifests, sound the depths, and return with a hundredfold what it was sent to fetch. It carries no cargo and holds no station of its own; it exists only to find — and to hand what it finds back to the captain, who decides.
It fought this whole campaign without once touching the wheel. What it was sent for was never the prize; what it dragged back unbidden was. That is the doctrine, and below is the log to prove it kept.
Never send a human where a probe can go.
Every probe returns one hundred times the datum it was sent for.
The finding you were not looking for is the finding.
Probes are spent; the captain is not.
IV · The Fleet Beyond the Harbor
The two most powerful vessels sail under a different flag — deployed straight to Cloudflare and Supabase, never berthed in this repo. Named here for the record; you will not find them in the tree.
x.js · (Cloudflare Worker)The Mint · Treasury Ship
The economy itself. Runs the quiz (/quiz/start, /quiz/submit), the endorsements and the burn (/arguments/vote), the weekly pool and its settlement (/pool/settle), and the minting of every emerald. The only hand that may write to the ledger with the service key. Deployed to Cloudflare's edge — not committed here; her source is held off the public charts.
x.sql · (Supabase migrations)The Deep Charts · Sea Floor
The bedrock beneath everything: the arguments table, the pools and ledgers, the row-level wards that decide who may read and write. The topic_id / question_id convention that makes a two-pan Weighing possible lives here, as free-text law. Run directly against Supabase — the migrations were executed, not stored; no .sql file rides in this hold.
V · The Log of the Probe Corps
Sent for one small thing; returned with the thing that mattered. Each line: the datum asked — then the catch.
The Invalid Ledger
Sent to add one library entry. Found the Ingram catalog already there — and already broken: a trailing comma that would crash JSON.parse before a single word could load.
The Misnamed Hold
Sent to fix a missing book. Found all twelve of Marcus Aurelius's Meditations present and correct — stowed in a folder named one word off (aurelius, not marcus-aurelius). The filenames were right; the door had the wrong name.
The Poem in Two Holds
Sent to swap the opening invocation. Found the poem written twice — a second, older copy buried in the technical brief. A blind splice would have shipped the wrong verse in the ship's own belly.
The Dead Line of Cipher
Sent to explain a dark cover. Traced three symptoms — black text, lost font, a page that would not scroll — to one line of scoped style (#cover :root) that matched nothing. One line, the whole cover.
The Em-Dash Fracture
Sent to build the read-aloud voice. Found the sentence-splitter breaking on the em-dash — shattering ninety-odd mid-line dashes into wrong breaths, so the recitation stumbled where the verse should have flowed.
The Stale Chart
Sent to confirm a deletion. The bulk chart (codeload's cached tarball) still showed the file present — a false ghost, trailing the real push by a minute. Cross-checked the raw path, which told the truth: already gone. Distrust a single method.
The Ghost Orphans
Reported four Lincoln readings stranded — then, on a closer sounding, cleared its own false alarm: the doubled path was intentional and consistent, all 81 pointers green. A probe that corrects itself is worth more than one that is never wrong.