Step One: Unearth the sand composed of golden grains. Each grain is a memory imprinted with the whispers of time. Listen carefully, for they speak only in silences.
Step Two: Erect the skeletal structures of thoughts that seem fossilized in amber. Each thought bears witness to something unseen, something shadowed in light's absence.
Step Three: Observe the waves that crash upon your vessel. They are illusions themselves, reflecting not the ocean's depths but the emptiness within the confines.
Step Four: Distill the liquid thoughts that reside in the hidden chambers of your mind. They are remnants of dreams once vibrant, now hues of dull memory.
Step Five: Allow the vessel to drift, its path unknown, uncharted. The waves may whisper secrets, or they may sing lullabies to the fading dusk.