In the fathomless ocean of thought, we swim — whispering echoes of ancient ships navigating dark waters. What do we seek? What do we fear? Reflections upon reflections, in mirrors shattered by the weight of truth.
Fragments of time escaping grasp, slipping through fingers like water. Do we drown in the infinite or ascend to understanding? Whispers from the void, speaking of worlds unseen.
The abyss speaks in chaos and calm, in data and silence, in the silent screams of existential quandaries. Layers upon layers, peeling back the mysteries.