You did not arrive from nowhere — you are the newest leaf on an old, old tree. Name your line below — as far back as you know it, and no further than you want. The seed draws your line as a tree, and exports as a seed file: carryable, giftable, yours. Kept on your machine only — a whakapapa is taonga; this page holds nothing.
Honesty strip: your journey lives on this device and rides with you through the doors — no account, no tracking, no one else reads it. When the gate runs live it walks every room with you whole; in these copies it carries itself through each door you take. Peripheral vision holds seats for the others near your kaupapa — presence only, never their detail — and fills when the world is wired.