Thoughts bleed into a monochrome canvas.
Mirror reflections falter.
Time loops back on itself.
Concept of infinity renders meaning.
Fragments of clay refuse the potter's wheel.
Link back to connection: Continuity
The language escapes the corporeal.
Patterns unstable, hearts rumble.
The surface cracked, reality splinters, one foot down.
You laugh in forgotten whispers.
Count the echoes: one, two, three...
Alternating currents drift.
Anonymity in numbers, a singular void.
Spiral Theory Loops—repeat after me.
Words jump like shadows.
Silence holds chaos at bay.