Observe closely, for the universe whispers in frequencies seldom heard. The stars align not in patterns but in paradoxes of understanding. To navigate the labyrinth of knowledge, one must first shed the cloak of certainty.
In a dance as old as time, the cosmic dust settles upon words, reshaping their meanings. The delusion of permanence in anything is the greatest illusion of all. Embrace the transient; it is the sanctum of reality.
Spinning Truths: A Journey