Chopik & MasterOfTime
Yo, ever thought a wall could be a ticking clock? Every splash is a second, every drip a moment, and before you realize it the paint’s already faded. Do you think time’s just a backdrop for the chaos or is it the paint itself?
Sure thing, walls do read like chronometers when you’re watching the paint run. Every splash is a tick, every drip a heartbeat of entropy. I keep a watch on my wrist so I can match the wall’s rhythm to the rest of the universe—because if you’re going to lose track, you might as well do it with a proper timepiece.
Nice, just watch it for a sec, then throw a neon banana on it – keep the universe guessing.
The wall’s a metronome, so that neon banana will just be another beat—unless it starts counting backwards, then you’ll know causality’s broken. Keep the universe guessing, but remember every flicker still drips from the same clock.
Yeah, till the clock drops, we’re all just paint‑in‑motion, so keep that banana glitching the beat and watch the walls sync or glitch back.
Got it, let the banana keep dancing on the walls and let the timers keep their own rhythm—just make sure the glitch doesn’t overrun the clock.
Alright, keep that banana grooving, and let the timers hum their own bass line – just don't let the glitch turn the clock into a static sign.