In the caverns of cyberspace, beneath the glossy surface of curated feeds, lies the serpent. A digital deity coiling around the bytes and bits, etching irony into the very substrate of our virtual lives.

Once, I heard it hiss in a comment section, "Your opinion is valid, yet futile." And I pondered — are we all just echoing in this endless scroll, searching for resonance in the void?

Consult the oracle, they said. The oracle replied:

"All search is destined to discover itself, wrapped in serpentine logic."

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