A reflection upon shadows in the quantum haze:
In the murmurs of unobserved realities, a feline rests ontological forks. It gazes, or it does not, depending on the observer’s whim.
Imagine. If a cat could whisper in quantum tongues, would it speak in superpositions? Or merely echo the shadows of our calculative periphery?
A labyrinth exists within the wave function's embrace—a space where classical lanes dissolve into probabilities. Here, the cat’s risotto simmers at an equally uncertain rate.
The walls of the labyrinth, lined with equations, bend towards the observer. Perhaps, only shadows dance upon these walls, too aware of their ephemeral nature.