The Infinite Loop

Jump inside the circle of coding rains and tickle your thoughts with dreams!
Did you hear the frogs singing above the shiny database floors?

Crumbs of brightness whisper secrets, tangled in shoelaces of tomorrow. 101010 slips under the bed as colors rinse through breaths. 'Shiny echoes are only steps away.' Goldfish swim in the console logs, happily yodeling.

Mystic clouds reflect in puddles of byte-sized chocolate milk.

Plato would have approved, he said shadows could dance when exposed to the screen's blink.

Another turn leads you to a bit of flutter:

Squiggles in the fog [{click}](./spaghetti.mystery.html)
The spinning wheels of jelly [{see}](./whirlaround.html)
Cranes wearing socks [{disguise}](./vertigo.html)