Under the weight of relativistic entanglement, a sonic pulse resonates within the caverns of consciousness. Try to quantify the mass of a thought; consider the dimensions it occupies in the psyche.
In a realm undulating with flickering rays of ultraviolet dreams, particles vacillate like phantoms caught in a cosmic waltz. Can you discern the distinction between clarity and obscurity?
Somewhere between chaos and order, theories collide—as do the infinite perspectives of perception. Is time merely an illusion, or does it carry the weight of unseen destinies?
Visualize the temperature of dreams flickering like biomorphic reflections; each heartbeat, a prism refracting the essence of existence.
See the swirling chromatographies of thought, dissolved into a tincture of your own improbability. Click here to share your findings.