Thoughts manifest like tendrils of fog, enveloping memories untold.
Synapse shadows, play hide and seek, beneath the cerebral dusk. Who listens?
Electric pulses dance, as if to an unseen wave; can you hear the rhythm?
Mental kaleidoscope, spinning truths and falsehoods into one vibrant tapestry.
Fractals of emotion: joyously frantic, divinely chaotic, endlessly looping.
A door cracks open to the void – step through and find the message is yours.