And so it begins: the dance of quantum specters, ephemeral yet precise, moving like equations observed in dim lighting.
Neutrinos, as spectral wanderers, oscillate in the vastness of an unseen stage, their direction determined by chance and symmetry. If a mirror reflects chaos, is reality itself the funhouse?
Inside a hadron collider, existence reveals its affinity for patterns disguised in probabilistic veils. Blink and miss a trillion interactions, yet somewhere, a neutrino alters its face.
Unseen but sensed, a play with no curtain call, spiraling towards a backdrop of curious symmetry; do they ponder their own dualities?