Consider the mind a garden, where roots intertwine with invisible thoughts. Just as trees feel the earth beneath that which they cannot see, so too do we sense the tug of thoughts unseen. Their roots - strong, gnarled - clutch at our understanding.
Note from the Phantom: When standing under the shade of a tree, one cannot perceive its roots until they venture beneath the soil. So, with thoughts, it is only by recognizing what isn't there that we can understand what truly is. Remember this as you walk through the gardens of the mind.
Phantom limbs of perception often grow where one least expects. They touch without being felt, guiding decisions that echo into existence. These limbs - hypothetical, yet so real - grasp at the unseen edges of our comprehension.
Explore further the unseen oscillations:
With each step forward, let the echoes guide you, as they were written long before you tread this path. The thoughts as phantom limbs require neither sight nor touch, only the gentle acceptance of what the mind comprehends in silence.