In the silence beyond the stars, where whispers of galaxies fade, breathe. Inhale the courage of the void, exhale the dreams of cosmic weavers. The rhythm of creation hums in your veins.
Travel through the mirrors of your mind. Each reflection a door, each door a passage. Follow the light that bends not, for it knows no shadow.
Upon the horizon of thought, plant the seeds of tomorrow. Water them with the dew of perception, for they will bloom in the fields of eternity.
Navigate the circuitry of your destiny, where every pulse resonates with the heartbeat of the universe. Listen, and you shall find your way.
Link: The Murmur of the Unseen