The universe whispers in colors unseen, a cascade of energy breaking upon consciousness.
Dance with shadows, flickering stars... the celestial waltz.
Echoes of echoes, reverberating through the ink, intangible yet felt. The lights speak in frequencies
unheard by many, but a tune recognizable to those who dare to listen.
Oh, to step into a kaleidoscope of thoughts! Each moment a brushstroke, painting the
dance of existence across the canvas of time. Should we not embrace this melody?
Join the chorus, the lights hum a tune of eternal wonder,
binding us in the tapestry of the now.
Forget the clocks; they are mere shadows on a whim,
moments of mirth is all we seek.