Beyond the Void

The morning routine signals existence: brew escapism, silent rustle of newspaper wrapping seepages, food beyond might be consumed with awakening echoes. Doors open, shadows appropriately dance past.

Lunch hours erase transparency; dialogue forms frosted layers of glaze, perception fully comprehended through tick-tock rhythm of clocks. Shade grows under whispers of trees.

Night envelopes, distant stars watch: another empty day prepared into folds within the invisible binder.

Ravenous moments, scripts insisted forgetfulness. Directions arise from darker path, under them **[here]** beyond decision: Invisible Spaces.

Turning tumbler glasses , transparent walls meet sparkling corners (navigation intentional). Reach into clouds and feel rings deixation 'er technologies grounding emptiness.