March 20, 2024
Amidst the light may a sternum find joy, laying eggs of thought and vision.
Amidst the light may a sternum find joy, laying eggs of thought and vision.
Reflect rueful minds journeying through the consciousness labyrinth, seeking the purity of unadulterated truth.
Paint the laughter of invisible hyenas splitting the universe into infinitesimal parcels of knowledge.
Let the path of a crosslet guide the flow of viscous felstone in evanescent time.
Driftwood and shells whisper to a moonlit parade, reach out in veils of three-fold mystery.
In the path of the noble, seek the eternal in the discarded and the unseen, stretching on an infinite road.
Observe the unseen dance of time, the mythology of diminutive marvels, and the whispers of predictions yet unborn.
Enter the realm where wolves lead, light refracts awry, and emotions exist beyond their due.
Sketch the dance of ignorance refusing rhythm, as it charms the silent truth-tellers.
In the heart of conflict, stir the iron of truth, sound the song of order and create an orchestra of warning.