Instantaneous Power Awakening

Neon rushes into prophecies in the veins, and the residual warmth of stardust flows through the fingertips. The steel jungle whispers ancient secrets, and behind every window lies a folded time and space. We walk in the cracks of reality, use dreams to weigh the weight of our souls, and fish for broken oracles in the torrent of data. When the midnight clock swallows up the last truth, those awakening powers become the most silent poem in the city's breathing.