Wherein lies the heart of the committee, where theories are born and die. A place of grandiose ideas and crippling self-doubt.
Meet the Pachyderm, a creature of unyielding whimsy and unpredictable logic. Its existence defies explanation, much like the committee's own raison d'être.
A phenomenon so mystifying, it's as if the Echolalia is trying to tell us something, but what, oh what, we cannot quite say.
Can we truly say the Cacophony is a sound or is it merely the absence of sound? The committee is divided on this very question.
And so the Theoreme continues to evolve, a never-ending spiral of confusion and bewilderment.
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