"Ancient souls mapped skies within. We traded astral drums for shopping carts. Now, time’s a cage, but rusted keys still hum. Dig deep: your pulse holds older rhythms."

There's a part of you that remembers a different way of being, a time when our lives weren't measured by schedules and to-do lists, but by the vast movements of the stars and the constant pulse of the Earth. We've traded that ancient, expansive connection for a modern world of conveniences and noise, slowly forgetting that we are made of the same stardust we once mapped. It's easy to feel trapped in the "cage" of daily routine, but that restless feeling you carry isn't a problem to be solved; it's a key vibrating. It's your soul reminding you that your pulse carries rhythms far older than the world you see around you. When you dive beyond the surface of your modern life, you discover that the map to infinity hasn't been lost—it was simply waiting for you to look inside and retrieve it.