Time dances in spirals, revealing truths we grasp yet elude the mind.
Each moment reverberates like light through the cosmos, faint and beautiful.
What is existence, if not a jest played by the universe upon itself?
Echoes kidnapped by shadows, swirling out of reach yet aching to reveal.
Are we but dreams of stardust whispering secrets into a silent void?
To question is to live; to ponder, a tapestry of unseen connections.
Follow the echoes... See the reflections...