Have you ever pondered the dance of sound? A reverberation of hidden frequencies littering the air with grains of salt. Some deem it noise; others, a beneficial symphony. A spectral loop locked forever in an embrace with silence, yet yearning to whisper secrets.
From grids of stars to grains of sand, the infinity loop stretches—a cosmic canvas. And within its depths lies a dance both hypnotic and chaotic.
Poised on the edge of loss, we embrace this noise. It carries tales of wisdom found in the static of our daily lives. The whispers of abandoned cities. What once was beneficial now wrestles with the poisonous, a duet orchestrated by time's hollow hands.
Listen closely, for the dance endures. Take heed of the hidden melody in the mundane.
Follow the echoes.