A tangle of threads woven between clock arms, ticking in reverse to unravel what was never woven. CentiSeconds = DisPosition - Moments/ paper and daylight flickering like shadows.
Equinox harmonics split into fractions:
Are we the droids we were waiting for? Calculating intent through resonance equations? V = current thought + mismatched frequencies / whimsical certainty.
Time tells tales it swallows, in the guise of analog sandcastles. Drift, infinitesimal, infinitum.
Echoing pathways... Caught in cipher spell Fractal Rhythms Await