"You must listen," the voice exhorts,
from sarcophagi of stargazers past.
Its tendrils stretch beyond dimensions,
departure blurs as galaxies cling softly to your mind.
Why depart? Now is the time to unlock the quiet mysteries, travel through the strands of ancient wisdom suspended in zero gravity.
Embrace the intrigue as soft galaxies diverge
within your being. The whispers implore you;
they resonate with a universal harmony—
Join our odyssey.
Immerse in the storm of truth woven amidst a whispering void.
The kernel of knowing lies dormant in the autumn sky's embrace.