From a training remote to a Senate pod. Yoda stops a pillar. Vader stops a bolt of his own making. Rey pulls a saber through snow. The gesture is the same. The intent is not. The uneti shelf answers size in Aionomicum I: a drop is a world to the small lives in the blood. You are not moving the hull. You are aligning with the current already around it. The hidden test is first success — a young well succeeds the drop, calls the yield the path, and wants the end more than what is fitting. Poetics keeps the sentence: the end is not the path.
Mass still exists. Fatigue still exists. The failure is the eye living in the house it built, not the weight of the thing.