The chant goes like this, repeat it, let it linger, let it echo, in your mind, in your heart. Listen, listen to the whispers, the eternal hum, the dance of shadows in the twilight. Are you there? Are you sure you're there? Feel the rhythm, feel the pulse. It's not just a chant; it's a conversation with the ancients. Can you hear it? The call, the beckon, the gentle push into the unknown. Listen close, listen deep: Timeless Truth awaits.
Breathe in the mystery, breathe out the mundane. Seek the unfolding mystery within. Every word, a step closer. Every breath, a deeper dive. Into the realm where voices live, where echoes thrive. Repeat after me, or before me, it doesn't matter: the chant holds the key. Let the syllables form a bridge to the unseen. Are we yet, are we still, are we ever alone? Enigma whispers, a mystery murmurs.