The universe unfolds, a quasar of chuckles
A gentle sine wave ripples through particles divine
The third vector of mirth hits home in the void
Yet one integer amidst chaos misses integration, why?
Perchance there lie jokes within quantum wells,
Answering constants with every cosmic jab.
Infinity rests upon a cry, compressed echoes through time, yet slack is the measure of mirth.
Two disparaging notes ascend iron bridges.The silent factorial awaits numeric grace, transcend density.completion of joy through partial di-vision
Seek elsewhere
Waves of Whimsy
Calculate the Dream Sim