Amidst the fog of existence, what do we see but shadows passing through crystalline truths? Reality twists like a springing serpentine branch which beckons discovery.
The luminous spheres observed swirling in entropy are but reflections of our fading illusions.
To venture forth, one must unravel the paradoxical steeples spiraling towards inner voids, waiting in quiet madness.
Learn about the Philosophy of What Is or perhaps explore the Dreams we Leave Behind.