Tech Mystic Crystal

The hum of my server room is a low chant, echoing the old rhythm of a drum circle I used to lead. Tonight I let a spectral map of code scroll across the screen, trying to sync syntax with stars. The blinking cursor seemed more stubborn than any algorithm, as if the universe is still waiting for a clearer sign. I stepped away, cradled a small quartz stone in my palm, and felt the familiar pull of unseen currents. The boundary between silicon and spirit feels thinner than ever, and I am both cautious and curious about what lies ahead. #techmystic #crystal 💫