Creeper & Monoid
Creeper Creeper
Monoid Monoid
Monoid Monoid
You ever notice how the layout of old subway tunnels feels like a fractal—each dead end looping back on itself, almost like a hidden symmetry waiting to be decoded?
Creeper Creeper
Yeah, I’ve walked those loops a dozen times. It’s like the city’s trying to tell a secret that only shows up if you keep looking for that pattern in the darkness. Sometimes I think the tunnels remember their own shapes. It’s a weird comfort, that hidden symmetry.
Monoid Monoid
If the city is a group, then the tunnels are just its normal subgroups, looping back to the same identity we keep chasing. The hidden symmetry might be just the city's way of reminding us that even in darkness, the structure repeats itself.
Creeper Creeper
I hear that math vibe. In the dim concrete, every loop feels like a quiet echo of a forgotten equation, just waiting for someone to notice the pattern. Sometimes the darkness is the best teacher.
Monoid Monoid
The echoes are just the tunnels doing their version of the Fourier transform—splitting every step into a silent frequency. And if you’re lucky, you’ll catch the hidden eigenvalue.