Dive into a celestial ocean made entirely of thought, where ideas take shape as glowing coral reefs and memories drift like bioluminescent plankton. Giant orbs of sentient plasma hover above, projecting endless looping tapestries of sacred geometry onto the waves. The surface reflects not what is β but what could be β and every ripple shifts reality slightly sideways. In the distance, a colossal eye blinks open in the sky, made of infinite stars β observing but never judging. Lightning blooms like flowers, thunder vibrates in perfect symphony with your pulse, and all around you, consciousness breathes in patterns beyond logic