Depresslogia - Under the Sun

Under the Sun, light does not question, it simply awakens what lies dormant, as though an ancient signal were breathing beneath an unknown skin. No origin is revealed, yet every flare feels like a return to a memory that was never human. Time tilts slightly in its presence, and even the silence seems to recall something it can no longer name. Within that vast and radiant hush, thought becomes vision, fragile yet luminous, as if another form of life were trying to understand existence for the first time. There, where distance softens and heat becomes horizon, Divinity emerges unannounced, turning the strangest gaze into a vessel of light, proof that even the unknowable carries a pulse under the sun.