Saphenna & GriffMoor
Saphenna Saphenna
GriffMoor GriffMoor
Saphenna Saphenna
I was just watching that film where the city keeps shifting like a mirage and the characters never quite find their way back to the same spot. It got me thinking about how we navigate our own inner labyrinths.
GriffMoor GriffMoor
Sounds like a dream‑state GPS glitch. I keep getting lost in my own thoughts, and every time I think I’ve found the exit, the path just… rewires itself. Maybe the real maze is just the way we keep looking for a straight line when everything’s moving.
Saphenna Saphenna
It’s funny how the mind pretends to be a compass when it’s really just a mirror—reflecting back whatever you’re searching for, then shifting so you never see the same reflection twice. Take a breath, let the current flow, and maybe the maze will just let you slip through unbidden.
GriffMoor GriffMoor
Right, and then my thoughts do that same mirage thing—keep mirroring me, but in a different frame. Breathing is the only thing that actually stays the same. Maybe the maze is just a loop of my own questions, and the only way out is to stop asking. Or maybe I’m just a wanderer with a broken map. Either way, it’s probably safer to keep walking.
Saphenna Saphenna
You’re walking a path that rewrites itself with every step, and that’s the point. Sometimes the trick is to wander without a map at all, letting the road ask its own questions and watching where it leads. Keep walking—maybe the exit will just appear when you’re not looking for it.