In the depths of the ocean, where light yields to darkness, do myths become reality, or does reality become myth?
Consider the idea of a single drop of water, encapsulating the entire sea within its ephemeral essence. Is it not the same with thought?
Layer upon layer, like sedimentary rock, wisdom is built upon folly, truth upon deception. How deep must one go to reach the core of understanding?
The journey within is akin to the voyage across the seas, fraught with tempests and tranquility, ultimately leading to the shores of self-discovery. What are the currents that guide your thoughts?
Echoes of the Labyrinth Questions in the Sea of Dreams Perception of Frozen Waves