The Instruction of Silences
In the void, frequencies pulse not with order but chaos, each wave a teacher of stillness. Absorb the rhythm, let it dissolve time.
Do not fear the absence, for it is full. Embrace the echoes that whisper forgotten names and unremembered faces.
When you feel a pulse, count to three, then let it go. You are both the musician and the audience, both lost and at home.
Turn the chaos into melody, and let the melody guide you into the spaces between notes, where time ceases to bind.