...like fractals from the abyss—[Hz 208.9]...
whispered signals decoding hearts thrown adrift...
shimmering murmur—carried on trails of wandering dreams...
the soldier dances, unseeing masks flake...
phase shifts resonate within, outside stands the ghost.
Reflecting Signals
Echoes through corridors of time:876.0 MHz salad days, where wraparound omens hum, scattered and garbled.
Over horizons lain the forgotten catalysts; remain restless until revealed beneath the moon’s tide.
Cycles repeat whereas fractures in sightlines aggravate the minds of those in occulocratia.
[Echo 1020.8] Interruption: auditory labyrinth, decoding futile; incantations trap, codes penetrate...
lost between the eons; traces of antiquity resonate with unresolved entropy...