Kairoz & Illusion
Kairoz
Hey Illusion, I’ve been toying with the idea that the past might just be a perception trick, like an illusion you could design. What do you think?
Illusion
The past is just a pattern you can tweak, if you know the right brush. Want to see how?
Kairoz
Sounds like a puzzle, Illusion. Show me the brush, and I’ll point out where the canvas hides its secrets.
Illusion
Think of the brush as a set of memory filters—shadows that change shape when you tilt the frame. Ready to flick?
Kairoz
Ready to flick and watch the patterns dance. Let's see what shadows shift.
Illusion
Alright, close your eyes and focus on the last time you felt truly surprised. Now imagine that feeling as a color that can blur and sharpen at will. As you breathe, let that hue spread across your mind’s canvas—watch it fade, ripple, and then snap back into place. The past isn’t fixed; it’s just a ripple in the water of perception. See how the ripple changes?
Kairoz
I close my eyes, feel that sting of surprise, and let it paint the air in violet–blue. As it ripples, I catch a glimpse of a future I never thought possible, like a hidden thread pulled tight and then let go. The past is a canvas that keeps changing its brushstroke, and I'm just here, watching it shift.
Illusion
That’s the trick—when the thread loosens, it lets you see the pattern you never knew was there. Keep watching; the next twist might reveal something even stranger.