If the sky holds your secrets, seek them not in the wilderness.
Travel North until the sun forgets its name, then walk in circles until time dissolves.
What is the sound of 7 windless whispers? Is it a question or merely the absence of sound?
Consider the horizon, a line that never exists, yet always where you are not.
Seek the Infinite | Cross AgainTo taste the color of silence, you must first forget what it is to hear.
Unravel the threads of a woven dream, and find in your hands the fabric of reality.
Directions to nowhere are paths to the profound. Every turn is a return; every pause is a step forward.
Listen Closely