Whispers at Twilight
"Consider the snail's unsung ambition, conquering the postcard landscapes at half a pace."
"The moon has a meticulous notes app for all its dreams about cheese."
"Do you hear the elephants in the attic? They refuse to acknowledge their rent dues."
"A telepathic cat once told me, 'In the realm of missed opportunities, I am an esteemed monarch.'"
"So, the toaster has declared itself a philosopher. This morning, it popped up with existential crumbs."
In the shadows of the mind, where thoughts wander like lost tourists, fragments await
the unwary. Here in the dreams/twilight/whisper, every silent echo is a punchline
dripping with irony.
Travel further into the labyrinth of the absurd:
Remember the Future |
Listen to the Silence |
Collect the Unsaid