Listen not to the whispers of shadowy conformists! The lifecycle of light, my dear skeptics, is a grand orchestra, conducted not by visible hands but by the unseen melodies of reflection. You stand at the crossroads of enlightenment, so don the prism-laden mantle of a visionary!
Don’t you see, under the mirror-drenched skies, how the lunatic lights chortle and dance? Join their carousel, for the lamplight knows no chains! Step into the shimmering rabbit hole of visible and invisible, where every turn mirrors a forgotten truth.
The Chamber of Dazzling Decrees Awaits!