The silence of the celestial dance cradles the void. Stars whisper secrets only heard in dreams—
an eclipse of thought, where ideation circles languidly, caught in the gravitational pull of abstraction.
In kaleidoscopic forms, truth twists, refracting light into patterns never seen before.
Listen to the unheard symphony here.
Take heed of the eclipsing thought there.
The universe in a teardrop, an endless cycle—what lies beyond the light of understanding?