"We have peeked into the quantum hollow and found it empty, yet filled with possibilities," proclaimed the self-proclaimed quantum guru. Irony drips like dew in a dark morning's mist, as the universe continues to spin, indifferent.
"Fearless intuition," they say, "is gazing into the abyss and receiving a LinkedIn invitation from Schrödinger himself."
There is something more terrifying in the absence, hands aren't seen holding, hearts too abstract to gauge.
For more understanding, or the semblance of it, step into Radiation Echoes or perhaps caress the Vibrating Mirage more gently.