"One questions the validity of existence, yet the act of questioning solidifies a presence unknown."
What hand determines the strings of fate?
We dance to the rhythms of the cosmos.
"Mirrors that lie about our image multiply the ghosts of purity and perceive egos fractured."
Cloaked narratives escape the touch of ordinary understanding.
Surfing the tapestries of quantum shadows...
"We sail into emptiness, collecting dust to knit the fabric of illusions."
Cages are comforting reminders of what we leave behind.