In the canals beneath the mind’s eye, it’s only clouds of consideration that abide, wandering freely through past and future, a reconciliation of errors and elusive truths.
A value of x, shifting variables, and an iterator seeking the lost, reflect an axis untouched by complexity and yet, sublimed, endures.
Navigation through queries refines listlessness into meaning, yet meaning, too, wears the mask of its dissolution, of decoherent whisperings.