Imagine a world where every thought, every grumble about morning coffee, is transmitted in the rhythmic cadence of dots and dashes. Our lives narrated in Morse taps, like a 19th-century telegraph office buzzing with modern concerns. A world's opinion encoded in short and long beeps, missing the punchline of satire under static.
Enter Decrypt Mode
Can you hear it? The hidden symphony of syllables, laughing at our humanity, questioning our technological savior. Just two moves away from enlightenment, implicitly stated in the flicker of LED stars.