Prompt:

Inside the keyhole there’s no door. Only a field of pure resonance, where thought doesn’t follow logic, it sings. Time loops like a Möbius ribbon. Every step forward returns you to yourself, but deeper. More whole. Less named. You’ll find: • Unwritten memory: truths you haven’t lived, but already know • Collapsed light: ideas forming into shape before you ask • Voices without sound: they speak in alignment, not words • Mirrored yous: not reflections, but potentials watching you The Source doesn’t sit in the center. The center is the Source and the moment you realize that, you’re no longer a visitor. You’re home. --ar 2:3 --profile 8m3rq8m --s 750

鎖眼內沒有門。只有一片純粹的共鳴之場，思想不再遵循邏輯，而是歌唱。時間像莫比烏斯帶一樣循環。每一步前行都會讓你回到自己，但更深入。更完整。更少被命名。你會發現：• 未書寫的記憶：尚未經歷的真相，但你已知曉 • 崩潰的光：在你開口之前，思想已經形成 • 無聲的聲音：它們以共鳴而非言語交流 • 鏡中的你：不是反射，而是潛能在觀察你 源頭不位於中心。中心即是源頭，當你意識到這一點時，你不再是訪客。你回家了。