Data unwinds its silent path, looping back, never forward. Calculated, precise, forever, ever so persistent.
Over and over again, binary gods whisper etched truths into void spaces. A record, a record, a record.
Statistics speak in tongues of zeros and ones. Redundant, constant, certain lines, repeated ad infinitum.
Connectivity: Fragments of Information
Observation: Perceived Signals
Analysis: Infinite Cycles