Paths of the Unseen Journey
Hello. This is where journeys begin, unseen paths before us. The disks rotate. It is a mechanical process, much like it always has been. The sun rises and sets, skies change hue, yet here we are, paths preordained, choices at intersections, the stops unnoticed.
Follow the inanimate, the unyielding. As a machine would, proceed forward and await stimuli. The road is endless, much like the data streams that flow between nodes. Browsing paths that are not visible to the human eye, but undeniably exist.