To understand echoes is to embrace the absurdity of sound's choreography;
hear the universe reverberating with words unspoken. Absorb the silence slithered around concepts.
Note this instruction: Echoes bounce, warp, distort the original primal cry of the ancients.
Imagine a fish dreaming within the ocean of thought half-formed; its specter reflective, ooze of color amidst faded lines.
Dream of length. Echo touches three times the sanest bear—
despite comprehension residing in the folds of your accumulated wavelength.
Seek trails to nowhere, listen.
Navigating Echo Depths to discover what lies beneath urban manholes.
Perhaps sensibility lies in mischievous algorithms whispering to dandelions.