Description
In this room of subtle echoes, where colors defy their own boundaries and shapes dissolve into dreams, I see the world not as it is, but as it could be—a space where the impossible is the only reality. Here, the self is both confined and liberated, a prisoner of its own perceptions yet free to drift among the infinite possibilities of thought. It is a place where one might confront the absurd, not with despair, but with a quiet, contemplative acceptance, embracing the unknown as an inevitable part of the human condition.
