The world's truths bend and stretch before us, never settling upon a single form.
Layer upon hidden layer lies beneath the surface of perception.
Consider the wall of mirrors: one truth reflected infinitely in distorted curves.
Does the antlered visage of yourself comfort, or chill to the bone?
In the distance, an echo grounds itself uncertainly in reality:
"Turn your gaze inward, for both wisdom and folly wear the same coat." Deeper Depths Await