"Do you ever wonder if the squirrel is plotting something, or is it just me?"
"Varnish when you wish to sail, but does the sail wish you, too?"
"Could you please define 'genuine' in a world that sells everything authentic?"
"The coffee machine speaks Latin. Ever had espresso in the Renaissance?"
It's nearly fuelled by the diligent atoms of irony and cravings for more absurdity. The clockwork of existence itself—ticking, perhaps ironically.
Yet, who sits at the helm? The dreamer? Or a dream? Navigate through the gears of the metaphysical.