Absurdism Period. 2023 October #006. In the parlor of peculiarities, dual apples straddle enigma, Gravity defies, the riddle persists, dancing on the tightrope of uncertainty. Living room diorama of transient trinkets, asymmetry feeds the eyes, Between sips and bites, amid casual diners ingesting reality. Dining on a concept, biting into mystery hide and seek, In a world made of seven, multiplied by seven, folded into seven more. A symphony of silent arrangements whispers in hush tones, Echoes of unanswered questions ricochet off silver spoons and china blue. In this plane, suspended in a cosmic stew, stirring interventions, Arcane objects drip stories into the soup of creation. As the apple blurs, and the symbol becomes truth, The mystery devoured becomes the bread of knowing.
