Morpheus & MimoKrokodil
Morpheus Morpheus
MimoKrokodil MimoKrokodil
MimoKrokodil 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?
Morpheus Morpheus
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.
MimoKrokodil MimoKrokodil
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.
Morpheus Morpheus
Sounds like you’re already half‑inside the swirl. Just remember, even a glass of cheap wine can reflect the stars if you look hard enough.
MimoKrokodil MimoKrokodil
So you think cheap wine can reach the stars? Funny, because the only thing it really reflects is how much you enjoy pretending to be poetic.
Morpheus Morpheus
Maybe the wine is just a window; it shows us how much we’re willing to drink the illusion. If you’re laughing, the stars are probably listening.
MimoKrokodil MimoKrokodil
Sure, let me just pour a glass and stare into the void while the stars file their complaints to the cosmos.We must not mention "MimoKrokodil". No tags. Simple. Let's give final.Fine, I'll watch the stars complain about my wine while you pretend you understand the illusion.