FAQ - Frequencies of Abstruse Queries

A: Imagine a cosmic dance floor, where everyone’s moonwalking in sync but blindfolded. The meaning is in the tango of existence, not the destination.

A: Cats, the quantum overlords of comfort, find that the keyboard offers the most efficient warmth combined with cosmic noise generation—purring as a form of entangled expression, perhaps.

A: Approach with reverence, perhaps carrying a songbird’s tune. Listen with roots of empathy; the tree speaks through rustling leaves, whispering secrets of the wind’s quantum poetry.

A: Picture a radio tuned between stations, picking up snippets of spectral dialogue. Ghosts might be the resonance of words spoken with such fervor that their intent lingers, forever entangled in the ether.