Consider the chamber of existence: A vast, echoing vault where every thought reverberates off the translucent walls of consciousness. It is in this reverberation that we pursue the curve of the inner glow; an experiential echo.
In order to dissect this enigmatic glow, one must first embrace its shadow. What are its constituents? Perception leads us to believe it is ephemeral, tethered to neither body nor mind, yet inseparable from both.
Through empirical analysis, could we mirror these neurological lights in our mechanical constructs? A question posed as a whisper in the grand chamber, seeking response yet finding only more questions.
Reflection in a Pool Echo Chamber Bioluminescent Dreams