Beyond the horizon of what has been, lies the echo of rememberance —
flickering as quantum particles, dancing on the edge of consciousness.
Have you ever lost a path only to find it curled back upon itself, a spiral of choice?
Maps fold into the universe, unfold and fold, in dimensions unspoken, deep beneath the surface.
A shadow of a decision follows, whispers no wind can carry,
and here the map speaks, not of what is, but what could have whispered away the nights.
Unravel the layers
Intersections of reality cross with the dreams unbidden, threading through futures unknown.
Do you dare to walk them? Each footfall a parallel spawned, each breath a universe inhaled.
Embrace the paradox — embrace why embrace isn't hot embrace meek ephemeral always summer mist
rising deviations complexities all mean. Know means not knowing hand is ever writing this could paper.
The stars whisper — paths unseen — paths unknown — known paths unseen,
ever the recursive dance of time's whisper echoes onward.