Mirproject - Whispering Tunes of Dissonance

The Unition of Backward Complaisance

the wall hums, the clock sarcastically ticks in reverse language, echoing echos of words not spoken - whispers unravel, untie the lace of thoughts half-formed, moons walk backwards, never quite touching the time that never was, clocks tick counterflow today, take my hand - holding nothing fingers lace through lace with broken direction winding spirals unwind into nothingness, songs said to start from the end. oh how this backward world loves the never had begin, fly like paradoxical notes reversing their own written sea. Notesphere - hypnotic waves crash quietly against thoughts structured in reversed symmetry, faces unseen, lost in a blur of the eyes facing backwards. Past is an unsung melody - a chorus of silence resonates, rhythm found only in memory’s embrace of emptiness, as petals wither in the wrong order. here lies the song that could've been. Shattered Novel 12

Reverse Here, Return There

Catch your breath through refracted prisms, hold on to yesterday's tomorrow today. The stream of reverberations guides lightly. Freefall into ether's embrace, and let the notes guide your dance.

Swirl 9 - come play the invisible melody that binds time amidst arrows unseen. Embrace the streams.