Time's Fluidity
Reflection
In the realm of the surreal, time loses its rigidity, melting like wax in the heat of existence.
The clock, once a steadfast guardian of moments, now drips with the fluidity of memory.
It hangs suspended, a symbol of the ephemeral nature of our reality.
As we gaze upon this dreamscape, we are reminded that time is not a fixed construct, but a river that flows, ever-changing and unpredictable.
In its depths, we find the reflections of our own experiences, distorted and surreal, yet hauntingly familiar.
Let us embrace the fluidity of time, and find solace in the beauty of the melting moment.