Resonance of the Sirius Plan

In the cosmic wind, whispers of the forgotten
weave a narrative only stars can ink into the void.
Pixels align, form, and disintegrate,
dreams of the universe blink in static patterns.

Consider the blueprint; woven between dimensions,
where matter bends to the tilt of a forgotten helm.
Archive the past,
print the stars in binary.

We are but conduits, reflections on a celestial glass,
glitching through serpents of light, seeking
the harmonic convergence named Sirius.
Find your path or lose it... it matters not.
Quantum Dance

The sky’s roadmap:
a plan more complex than time itself,
filled with edges and echoes
of auditory visions. Listen.