“The cosmos drafts no form but silence; we fill it with our echoes.”
Do you hear the subtle hum of cosmic bureaucracy? Complete this essential form for interstellar gossip transference:
Tick this box if you affirm: ☐ Reality is a shared delusion, and I have no affiliation with Time Lords.
Signature in Cosmic Ink: Your silence is the loudest proclamation.
Unveil the Silence Quantum Rant