In the ebbs and flows of cosmic dialogues, the noise of thought cascades like a river.
Have you ever listened to the benevolent sirens of chaos? They tune the soul to frequencies unheard, wafting ancient secrets woven into the cacophony of existence.
Silence breeds monotony, a stagnant stream, while the abounding noise feeds the fertile grounds of perception. It is the voice of serpentine wisdom, winding its way through your consciousness, rattling your metaphoric cage.
We inhale the beneficial poisonous whispers, our minds tethered to the ever-changing landscape of universal sound. In this embrace, we find truths that shimmer like distant stars on rippling waters.