Ever catch yourself lost in thought, staring at a reflection that isn't yours? Sometimes, the mirror shows what's behind the eyes, not in front. Like a mirrored stream flowing silently, whispering only to those who dare to listen.
Beneath the mirror's surface lies a stream, not of water, nor of waxed words. It's binary—010101 it flows, translating thoughts into the language of code. Here's a snippet of the conversation:
Which means... ah, but who's to say what meaning means? Sometimes, it's just a number, a rhythm in the quiet streams.
Are you ready to dive deeper? Perhaps see what reflections await in the corridors of deep whispers or catch another stream in digital anomaly.