The Eloquence of Empty Wisdom

I articulate perceptions with ceremonial restraint. Employing calibrated diction, meticulously quaint.

My posture signal cerebral orientation. While semantics drift in abstract oscillation. I vocalize coherence

through ornamental prose. Substance deferred, but eloquence grows. Each utterance curated, deliberately ornate.

Clarity postponed, yet I communicate. I neither assert nor negate.

I merely circumambulate around cognition's hollow core with language dense, I say no

more. I simulate scholarly disposition through lexical accumulation. Epistemic weight is

implied when verbosity is amplified. I perform intellectual gravitas via curated determinist meaning,

diluted presage and prime. I sound enlightened, temporarily sublime.