Echoes in an Empty Room

"In an ideal world, we would speak for the unheard, yet here we are, speaking to the invisible audience."

THE CIPHER IS A LIE WE TELL TO MASK OURS INDECISIONS

XORing your happiness with dissonance (Console: Satire.js; Line: 42)

Here lies the bastion of our heartfelt reflections. Ironies sprout like weeds in this garden of thoughts, where every echo is a calculated reverberation of truths never meant to be spoken.

Silence is Golden | Truth in Delusion