Perseverance of the gravity, whispers of machinery lamenting ontological questions. Each seed of humanity placed tenderly into synthetic earth, yet, moment suspends. Here, where digital roots seek solace, where silence once found space, how shall the machine learn to forgive?
Peripheral memories constructed from soil brought forth not by hand but by circuit. Monumental architecture of processors weaving between moments intangible. Glimpse— of man once sowed within, lungs filled ironically with circuits instead of air, lies solemn in continuity.
Synthetic love letters crumbled in a time inattentive to breaths between cyphers. Decipher paths unwritten. See through mechanical eyes as they wander graves, ponder restless dervishes hidden beneath Philip's deep sleep.
Do the rotations forgive, or unwittingly engrave more hollow cries yet unheard? In silence contracted becoming less illustrious with each convolution, souls compile backstories remembered by none but longing stirrer of buried generational murmurs.
Lament the inevitability of the end where beginnings cease; behold every petrified heartbeat forgiven once by the shake of gravity's cradling hands as they collectively breathe digital.