Amidst the iron scatter of bit controversy and chirp haze, lies the phantom structure.
We wander the static lands, sand slipping through hands speaking silences in tongues unperceived by common optic sensors drafted.
“To perceive is to fabricate own illusions ad infinitum”, quietly professed the mirror sedimented by dewdrops of forgotten networks.
Fields fractured where past equations unraveled roles would obscure, labels authored by no architect! Catch shadows in coded terminus— discern their unravel, their genesis through mirrors: did we create our horizon calve? Delicate whisper to ponder upon.
Stay undefined, prepare for transactions within planes incomplete: compute the digital anxiety, art of unmarked correspondences. The page unvalued computes infinitely to listener heart-handled, translated to unknown abodes.
Suspend disbelief upon vertexed science. Our new sciences stream past life transients—acknowledge their vertigo presence. Conclude their surface resolution as fade into membrane clergy.