To walk the path of the whirling dreams is to embrace the art of never arriving. Listen closely, for within every twirl, there lies an echo of what was and what might have been.
Begin with intention. Seek the heart of the maze that has no end. Each twist reveals a new layer of silence. Let go of desire for completion, for completion only leads to the beginning once more.
The labyrinth, more than a mere series of turns, is a reflection of the self. Navigate with eyes closed, hands outstretched, for the physical map is a deception of the mind.
Instruct yourself to absorb the whispers of glimmering thoughts. Breathe in the fragments of dreams that swirl around you like a shimmering veil.
And remember, paths will call your name:
Follow these links not for answers, but for reflections of your journey through the realms.