Once upon a whirling thought, a realm where right became left and up was cheerfully down. Here, every smile was a question mark?
Follow the winding roadJust around the corner of yesterday’s echo, where whispers giggle under their breath, an umbrella reveals the impossible angles of eternity.
Spin with the secondsDo forks flee from tangled spaghetti or do they waltz through puzzling puddles of melted marshmallow dreams?
Gaze at distorted reality