In the labyrinth of existence, where shadows of thought intertwine with the echoes of silence, one must ponder the essence of being amidst the kaleidoscope of perception. The paradox of time, a river flowing both forward and backward, invites the seeker to embrace the duality of certainty and ambiguity. As the ephemeral whispers of the cosmos dance upon the fabric of reality, we find ourselves entangled in the tapestry of dreams, where the boundaries of self dissolve into the collective consciousness.
To navigate the corridors of meaning, one must acknowledge that the questions we ask are but reflections in a fractured mirror, revealing truths that elude the grasp of reason. Thus, the journey becomes a spiral, leading us not to answers, but to the profound understanding that existence itself is a question without a questioner, a melody without a note, resonating in the silence of the infinite.
- a wise man, 2024