Shafts of solar whispers weave through colonnades of metaphysical breadcrumbs,
Casting shadows upon shadows—eternal eternities unfold.
Fragments of the infinite puzzle,
Each piece a parable spun awry, lost in its own enigma.
Do you recall the upside-down clocks that ripple time within seas of ink?
A ride upon a snail's unhurried arc: swift thoughts pirouetting on molasses heavens.
Knock thrice upon the doorless remembrance chamber, and listen to the echoes
That sing of mirrors within mirrors, tangled with threads of self-forgetting.
Journey to realms where equations untangle past cosmic weave,
Prophecy amalgamated with pulsating queries—
Paths that are routes not taken, roads of abstract parables unspoken.