In the expanse of our minds, the signals fade, akin to light spectrally diluted by time. Each pulse
reverberates like a whisper across a cosmos unknown. What remains after cessation?
Mathematics embroils itself in elucidating the unknown transformations of exogenous stimuli,
creating an unmap to navigate through the profound darkness. Details scatter amid black holes of thought; periods lost.
Experiments conducted in microgravity allow peek into behaviors of neural networks - signals commune,
a dance of connectivity ensues yet falters when dusk envelopes existence.
These are not mere memories, but spectral engrams blurring at the edge of consciousness. Echoes
lost among the spinning choreography within our cranial methodologies.