Between the hum and hush, there lies the echo of forgotten thoughts. Do we resonate with the universe or are we but signals lost in static?
Imagine a world where every silent moment reverberates into eternity, where static becomes the language of the unheard. Can silence sing?
As the dials turn, we tweak the frequencies of our existence. Eliminate the noise or harmonize it — the choice remains an illusion.
The electrons dance in chaotic symphony, each disrupted wave a reminder of unseen truths. What meaning do we extract from cosmic randomness?
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