Repetition: the mother of invention.
A universe painted on a loop, echoing its own genius.
Fractal whispers in an eternal dance,
mirrors reflecting mirrors,
until the reflection forgets its origin.
Behold the Phantom Patterns that lurk in the hidden corners,
laughing silently at our linear aspirations.
The sage once said, “To innovate is to iterate.”
The luminescent glow of ironic truth enlightens,
as we step through the Endless Labyrinth.
In a world where echoes are new
and echoes are seldom, the same.
Illuminate your path with the glow of Illuminated Repetition.