@animuspax: Delusional drifted consciousness Light without form forgets that it is light, becoming a question without language and a trace without a source. Love appears not as an answer but as a glitch in which the one who asks dissolves, leaving only a tremor noticing its own disappearance. Where a boundary tries to emerge, it is already erased, and the observer becomes silence in which everything happens at once, as if it never began and never ended.