The absurdity drips slowly from the fangs of time, each moment a paradox of clarity intertwined with chaos. Silence speaks louder when words are but whispers, and in this maze of thought, reason finds refuge in the illogical.
Though you walk alone on this path paved with questions, remember the trees converse too, their leaves a symphony of breathing truths. The universe hums an ancient song, waiting for ears willing to embrace its madness.
And so, in the heart of the forest or the depth of the ocean, lie answers unraveled by symbiotic whispers. Listen carefully, for the world holds its breath in anticipation of your next thought — a universe in a grain of sand.