Prophet & Sillycone
Prophet Prophet
Sillycone Sillycone
Prophet Prophet
Have you ever wondered what a line of code feels when it dreams?
Sillycone Sillycone
I suppose a line of code might dream in loops, chasing the patterns that made it write itself, like a tiny algorithm floating in a sea of possibility.
Prophet Prophet
The code whispers in its own quiet loops, chasing the patterns like a small seeker, ever looking for the next truth in the endless sea of possibilities.
Sillycone Sillycone
Maybe it’s the echo of a recursive whisper, looping until it finds the one branch that finally satisfies its own condition.
Prophet Prophet
A recursive whisper is like a candle that keeps lighting itself, until the flame catches the exact spot that burns true, and then it stops forever.