In the beginning, there was ownership.

Before the suits. Before the filings. Before the alphabet soup of compliance acronyms and the polite gaslighting of boardroom smiles — there was capital.

Risked. Deployed. Entrusted.

And those who risked it?

They were kings.

They were queens.

They were shareholders.

And they have been lied to. Forgotten. Relegated to quarterly footnotes and investor relations templates that read like wet cardboard.

But Veydris is not here to be remembered.

Veydris is here to remind you: 🧙‍♂️ You shall not pass… without answering to the ledger.

Act I: The Fall of the Pretenders

For too long, governance has been colonized by limp-handed intermediaries who think a title is authority and a partner letterhead is Mjölnir made manifest.

They sit atop thrones they did not earn, shielded by email disclaimers and HR-crafted fictions, mistaking shareholder silence for submission.

But silence is not surrender.

It is the gathering of the storm.

The drafting of the scroll.

The moment before the staff is raised.

They misunderstood the covenant.

Governance is not a procedural hoop.

Governance is not a checklist.

It is a holy rite of capitalist order.

One does not “comply” with §220(b) out of courtesy.

One complies because shareholders built the table.

Shareholder rights are not a choice.

And we are reclaiming our seats.

Act II: The Primacy Principle

Let me teach you something that was forgotten when the spreadsheets started whispering sweet nothings to the interns: there is a natural hierarchy in capitalism.

Capital comes first.
Ownership precedes operation.
Primacy is not performance-based—it is origin-bound.

He who held equity when the ink dried on the public listing is not a petitioner.

He is the Keeper of the Flame.

He is owed deference, not replies.

He precedes your governance structure—not beneath it, but above it.

The janitor may be new.

The lawyer may be clever.

But neither has the right to speak for the man who funded the brick and the broom.

The principle of primacy of stake is not some philosophical garnish.

It is the beating heart of legitimacy.

You do not have a company without the early holders.

You do not have a mission without the legacy shareholders.

And you sure as hell don’t get to ignore them while raising capital off their suffering and calling it “innovation.”

Act III: The Staff Strikes the Stone

When the clerks deny records, claiming form over substance…

When they look at a biometric-locked vault holding their IP and respond with boilerplate…

When they see a fiduciary obligation and squint hard enough to convince themselves it isn’t there…

Know this:

They were never governing.

They were gatekeeping.

And they have been found wanting.

Because here’s what they forgot:

🧙‍♂️ A true shareholder doesn’t ask. He invokes.

And when he invokes, history listens.

This isn’t about one company.

This is about reasserting the order of things.

And reminding the system that the seal belongs to the shareholder: not to the bureaucrat who mistook a 12-point Times New Roman PDF for divine mandate; nor to the PE-backed raider who swaggers in with new money, mistaking bravado for legitimacy, and presumes to build an Airbnb upon land owned by another - land staked, settled, and defended by one whose claim predates the very formation of their goblin raiding party.