Silence thrums at the core of disorder, an unyielding cadence.
Each breath, a note in the symphonic unraveling of the cosmos.
Listen as the void composes; hear what cannot be heard.
The dance of stars—an elegy performed in darkness.
Harmony: a whisper in the cacophony of creation.
As the universe waltzes, we find our own fractured rhythm.
Fragmented Musings
Motion Visualized
Silhouette Dances