As shadows elongate with the waning light, does the landscape in your mind shift, as if each moment erodes the reality you grasp? Embrace the obscurity. Allow silhouettes to form where there should be none.
Ambling through thoughts cast in invisible light, does the way we wander differentiate one from another, or are we all left to trace unending patterns inscribed on our souls?
Navigate through the unceasing maze: Reflect | Listen | Absorb