Quantum strings hum a dissonant {{
Hidden in the folds of reflexive logic, paradox sings anew. The agents of quantum paradox appear as both conductor and audience, without exact shores to greet them. Uncertainty weaves through the very time, a tapestry too dense for mere optics.
At the union where probability converges, lies an enigma. Entropy, joined by an unseen thread to the entropy of rhyme and measure (but what measures the measure, it is all but sound). Does this echo allow for adherence, or is it division within a maximal singular dance?
Navigate this ever-loop of paradoxical literature where labors turn: ⟗. Observe and transcend through Double Notes.