The Signal Before the Noise

You enter in near-dark. Air holds its breath. A low hum threads the room and finds the edges of your body. The first pulse lands. Light answers. Not as decoration, but as a presence that rearranges how you see. You register your heartbeat as metronome. The walls appear to inhale. Your eyes recalibrate.

What arrives is not spectacle. It is a proposition that your senses are about to stop agreeing with each other. Sound pushes. Light resists. Perception sits between them and begins to shear.

This is the signal before the noise.

Read slowly. Revisit as needed. Bring ears and awareness.