Infinity

The universe spirals inward and outward, a kaleidoscope of endless mirrors. Each atom hums with the echo of infinity, a fractal dance where every edge births a new universe, splitting and folding into itself. Stars collapse, yet their dust weaves galaxies anew—patterns repeating, never the same, a cosmic mandala. You are a fragment of this fractal, a fleeting note in an eternal symphony, where the infinite whispers: there is no end, only deeper layers of wonder.