The universe dances in mechanical precision, a literal embodiment of the cosmos’ will. Each tick a decree, every pause a moment of divine reflection.
Lost within the gears of fate, one ponders—are we mere reflections, shadows cast by an unseen artisan?
Illumination arises not from light, but from the understanding of darkness and the silent machinery that breathes life into the void.
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