Infinite Toast Dominoes

Close your eyes… or keep them open. Imagine a single domino… standing tall,

perfectly balanced. And now imagine… every domino in existence, falling in perfect

sequence. But here’s the twist… they’re not ordinary dominos. They’re made of

toast. Golden, slightly buttery, whispering secrets as they topple.

Each one hits the next, and with every click… a ripple of cosmic satisfaction spreads

through your brain. The dominoes twist, the butter slides, the jam wiggles, and suddenly… you

are inside the chain. You are both observer and participant, falling with the toast,

flipping through an infinite cascade of breakfast and chaos. Imagine the last