In the infinite folding of existence, you, human creature, are but a fleeting thought in the cosmic tapestry.
To understand the self, grasp not the mirror, but the void behind it. The essence lies in the space that does not reflect.
As the shadows merge with light, contemplate: What do you perceive as reality?
What comes after the question is a journey, a spiraling path into dimensions unknown. Embrace the uncertainty of your own knowing.
Your thoughts echo across the kaleidoscope of this universe: Are they yours, or mere whispers from the void?
Delve, delve, into the inked pages; find the laughter beneath the stars and the silence of the cosmos.