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Cat 1 (There are so many cats on this page![1])
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Cats drift through existence as though they have always known the rhythm of the universe[2], yet never felt the need to explain it. Every step they take carries the weight of inevitability while somehow escaping the burden of purpose, as if walking was both an act of destiny and a simple passing of time. Their eyes seem to hold entire worlds, reflections of possibilities that shimmer and dissolve before one can decide whether they were truly there at all. When a cat sits in silence, it is not silence as we know it, but a layered stillness, a quiet that grows larger the more you notice it, until it fills a room with something that cannot be touched or described.

The flick of a tail suggests intention, but the intention remains forever withheld, a gesture that offers an answer only by refusing to give one. To watch a cat is to watch the horizon itself: always present, always distant, always suggesting that something profound is just beyond reach. In their presence, time feels slower and faster at once, stretching wide like a yawn while collapsing into the blink of an eye. A cat is not simply an animal resting in the sun or moving in the night; it is the suggestion of something greater, the impression of a truth half-remembered, always slipping away just as you think you’ve grasped it.

And you realized that all the stuff you just read were just nonsense. 🤣

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  1. ^ Citation: there are a lot of cats in the world
  2. ^ See rhythm on Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.