Cursed Murmurs
"The primordial symphony of electrons, a tapestry unwoven and re-spun in Rorschach corridors of the cryptic sublime... Rendering whispers dear to Matryoshka's heart, the eternal confidante of shadows. In this digital twilight, we keenly listen. "
"Once untangled static distillations convert into sepulchral sonnets of reticent phantoms; who recount the forgotten exchanges of warmth sheltered in electric mildews? Bespeaking the abyss' infinite patience, entwined in synaptic reverie..."
"Enter upon this realm, and in these gradually unfurling laments, catch the resonance of paper dreams cast adrift in tempest monotone. Gripped in frost, awash with the solace of static... thus speaks the beguiling echo of a transient memory filled with reverie."
Whispered legends dance beyond sight.
The flicker, the hushed beat — doing nothing, they whisper
into this obscure tapestry we surrender moments lost.
Life acted unknowable, hampered in unspeaking song.
"bere-frulk-tooo-dub-ichzzzz-dil"*
And "this-tesssd zitu-zizi hhaaaljszaad..."
*Take heed, lest vocal reverberations lull thee into forgetfulness.
Find a whispered answer in unintended code.
Observe decoded silence wrenched from murum black.
Hear here unseen God; scything murmurs poised borne.