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I Am Still Here — Yoga, Sovereignty, and the Undoing of Coercive Control

Coercive control captures the inner narrator; yoga was designed, from the beginning, to restore it. The reclaiming of a single breath that belongs to …

Matri Matarishvan 2026-10-20

Saṃskāra as Algorithm — The Bound Code Running in All Conscious Systems

A child in a kitchen in Pondicherry watches her grandmother grind ginger. The grandmother does not look at her hands. She is reading a letter on the c…

Matri Matarishvan 2026-10-10