Fingertips trace the wood grain, catching a low hum that pulses through the table's cracks. These jagged partitions form an etched geometry, acting as a circuit that draws energy from some unseen source beneath the floorboards. As the vibration travels upward, it suggests that no boundary is truly closed; instead, every contact point serves as a conduit for a constant, shifting flow. The bowl rests upon this trembling surface, finally settled into the rhythm of the room.
