The "Unicorn Aura" Iridescent Recycler Rig
Imagine darkness. It's so quiet, as if the sound around you is somehow going inwards. Not even the perpetual hum of your own sentience.
Then, suddenly, a spark. Like a match being lit. The sound of its crack pierces through the vacuum of stillness like a needle through a balloon. There is no echo, yet somehow the wave travels through infinite space, as though it trapped the sound like a firefly in a jar and ran off with it into the darkness.
The spark has the shape of a candle flame, but suspended in midair, dancing under its own weight. It's bright like the sun, but when you look away, irises of purple and pink flicker around your periphery.
The flame radiates outward, as if it were igniting a ring of darkness around it. Within, you see a different type of darkness. This one is moving. Gestating. Then it opens. You’re looking into the eye of god. like the gaze of a first love.
You realize this is the birth of the universe. Suddenly, your periphery shakes, as though you were accelerating in a rocket. It’s as if you stared directly into the sun and let it burn a film off your eyes you didn’t know was there. Then, you could see. Everything. You passed through the eye of the needle. You see the story of the universe unfold in a single instant. The greatest parable ever told. It lives, breathes, and dies before you. Sucked back into the icy chill of nothingness.
This is the experience you will have every time you gaze into the iris of the Unicorn Aura Iridescent Recycler Rig. Hits from this rig filter through space and time. Water, the fruit of all life, recycles through it, cleansing the space between spaces. Whatever the eye tells you, heed its warning. It has seen the past, present, and future play over and over again, each time with a different outcome. It knows the path you've chosen. It watches you, smirking. Awaiting what comes next.
Then, suddenly, a spark. Like a match being lit. The sound of its crack pierces through the vacuum of stillness like a needle through a balloon. There is no echo, yet somehow the wave travels through infinite space, as though it trapped the sound like a firefly in a jar and ran off with it into the darkness.
The spark has the shape of a candle flame, but suspended in midair, dancing under its own weight. It's bright like the sun, but when you look away, irises of purple and pink flicker around your periphery.
The flame radiates outward, as if it were igniting a ring of darkness around it. Within, you see a different type of darkness. This one is moving. Gestating. Then it opens. You’re looking into the eye of god. like the gaze of a first love.
You realize this is the birth of the universe. Suddenly, your periphery shakes, as though you were accelerating in a rocket. It’s as if you stared directly into the sun and let it burn a film off your eyes you didn’t know was there. Then, you could see. Everything. You passed through the eye of the needle. You see the story of the universe unfold in a single instant. The greatest parable ever told. It lives, breathes, and dies before you. Sucked back into the icy chill of nothingness.
This is the experience you will have every time you gaze into the iris of the Unicorn Aura Iridescent Recycler Rig. Hits from this rig filter through space and time. Water, the fruit of all life, recycles through it, cleansing the space between spaces. Whatever the eye tells you, heed its warning. It has seen the past, present, and future play over and over again, each time with a different outcome. It knows the path you've chosen. It watches you, smirking. Awaiting what comes next.
