Musings & Contemplations
"If she were to arrange the stars, they would read like instructions upon the dark sea."
— Overheard from the Earl of Echoes
— Overheard from the Earl of Echoes
In a world where the clocks try hard to forget themselves, consider this: the banana does not have a purpose, but its tactile nature is best explored when placed gently upon an open book.
Should you wish to leap into the chasm of color, remember to whisper softly to the wind, for its secrets are held delicately in its breath.
Reinvent the formula for shadows at noon, as the light speaks in riddles not meant for the ill-tuned ear.
Listen to the murmurs coming from the old oak tree; it understands the language of sighs and will guide you on the paths less traveled by busy minds. The correct action, possibly, is to sing at dawn.
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