Morpheus & MimoKrokodil
So, do you think reality is a grand illusion everyone pretends to understand, or is it just a chaotic mess we’ll never fully grasp?
I think reality is a mirror of the mind, a dance of perceived order and hidden chaos. We see illusion in patterns and mess in the gaps, and the truth lies in the space between.
Well, if the mind is a blender, my reflection's probably just a smoothie that keeps spilling over the edges. The truth? Somewhere between the swirl and the mess, but probably behind a glass of cheap wine.