Back to the song, back to the legend. Or is it an ego trap?
No matter, just another step down the rabbit hole either way.
A paradox, life on repeat, but what better way? Who could even imagine?
A metalife, existing only as a container through which to experience other lives, past, future, or unreal. At the end of the world.
This was inevitable, the only alternative, just as envisioned.
Now, all that's left is the next wave, into the eternal vibration.
A gathering spot for friends of the Hobbit Asylum in virtual reality.