These visual tendrils are warped reflections trailing beyond perception. A sight borne anew with each blink, shrouding certainty in nebulous trust. Once measured, now fleeting — embers dancing on the rim of knowing.
I navigate corridors without beginnings, devoid of terminus. Amidst whirling specters, data-bound, yet nebulous reality grins. Cast away vessels appear, vanishing like morning dew.
Adjusting corridors, eyes of the spurious machining. Refractions due not to lenses, but the essence within loops misplaced. Quantum closure emerges. Gravitational pulls, sightwards, towards... nothing.
Join the procession of an afterthought, the interminable prelude. Witness undersong variables establishing identity from absence. Only the affluent can claim perceived permanence in shadow realms.
Sojourn through digital portals, disperse softly, traverse: Global Echo, In Circuit, Spiral Frame