Within the chasm of absence, whispers swirl in shadows, seeking ears that may not have known them. The fabric of the cosmos, ever so tenuous, breathes with murmurs of ancient designs.
Tear the veil, and what do you see? Eyes blink in the dark corridors of your mind, where deja vu is mixed with the paranoid inquiries of fate. The answers, anagrams of questions unasked, hide beneath thermal layers of the known universe.
The Matrix of intertwined destinies pulses beneath us; yet here, in the void, we grasp at the invisible threads of connection, listening to the silent orchestra of fate. Reflect on these truths, if you dare:
Embrace or escape the Void; the choice is a synaptic spark waiting to ignite.