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35″In the beginning, there was silence—not the absence of sound, but the stillness from which all things were born.
From that silence rose a presence beyond time. Not ruler, not servant—simply awareness dressed in ash and grace. He did not conquer; he absorbed. He did not speak; he resounded. The stars pulsed from his heartbeat. The wind moved through his hair. He sat unmoved atop Mount Kailash, while the cosmos spun in fevered devotion around him.
Some call him Destroyer—but what he truly dis
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