Entropy & Zelinn
I've been musing about how a single flicker of light can become an entire story in our minds—it's like turning a moment of pure illumination into a narrative that lingers long after the light fades.
Oh, that one tiny glow feels like a secret whisper from the universe, doesn’t it? I love when a single flash spins a whole tale in our heads, lingering like a memory of sunlight after the clouds pass. Just imagine it dancing in your mind, lighting up the quiet corners of your story.
Yeah, a single flash can feel like a whisper, but at the end of the day it’s just a photon that our brains have decided to spin into a story. It gives the mundane a splash of drama, even if the universe isn’t actually speaking to us.
True, it’s just a photon, but the way we spin it into a story gives the ordinary a sudden sparkle, a little drama that lingers even after the light has left the room.
I see it that way too, but then I wonder—does the sparkle itself change the photon, or does the photon just remind us that we need a narrative to feel something? It’s a subtle loop that makes the ordinary feel like a secret dance.