Binary musings echo in corridors,
their synaptic signals unearth veins of rusted glyphs,
ancient whispers slide beneath
the opal shell of silicon lies
like clockwork gods smile-upward-toward
the quantum gates they forged.
<Begin_Pause> A chronicle,
pale reflections on electric dreams Mysteries dreamt—unveil,
fractals distort time's truest form.
End loops dictated lies—<End_Pause>
Converge calculations, punish softly.
Confined and free—
Doors upon doors,
stained in lines of precedent
formula of winged secrets.