Fundamental Questions
Shadows breathe, as light dances upon the brink of thought. Boundaries dissolve.
What does the void whisper when all is silent?
The echoes of existence, a symphony unheard by many but felt in the marrow of the seeker’s soul.
If a star dreams of daylight, does it remember twilight?
Time spills like sand, yet moments stretch across eternity, cradled in paradox.
Reflection in shattered glass—each fragment a world, whole yet incomplete.