In the vast expanse where stars nose-pick and galaxies knit messily, whispers of the cosmic wind speak a truth known to few but understood by many: the universe is a giant quilt, patched haphazardly.
Here, among the threads of infinity and the needles of fate, we delve into the satire of existence. Once upon a cosmic tick, someone sighed and created entropy, and it laughed, saying, “This will be fun!”
The Spectral Tailor threads lips—ghostly threads that aren't—binding cosmic fabric with threads of the could-have-beens. Remember, the universe is fabric softener’s best-kept secret, counteracting chaos with a determined iron press.
Absurd Dimensions