FLOW

Memory Becomes Architecture

I know you must follow the sun!..

The air feels great

Feelings Tinting

Entering the Reality ⅖

TroubleDroid

Fish in gardens, birds in sea

Urban chic, runway nights

off the woods

I can only tell this.

Candy rainbows for meat lover

BOUQUETGRAM

Your lips speak the truth to my soul

You're already calm.

Mountains sleep, sea dances

Silent whispers, loud thoughts

Blue sun sings softly now

Entering the wistful collapse

Baking sonic elixirs of starlight

Ghosts are the best bartenders

Moonlight shines on family

Golden heart, silver dreams

Red echoes, moonlight's smile

Red apples fly upwards

Still life whispers, stars fall

Crystal`s petals, silent dance

Electric roses hum gently

Lanterns float, stars sing

Misty paths in twilight's glow

Heart's rhythm in twilight

City streets wear fashion

Hidden faces, vibrant apples

Secret gardens, luminous fog

Follow the white rabbit

Mosaic kisses of the noon breakfast

Emerald gardens of neon galaxies

The silky beauty of the incompleteness in the moment of world pre-rendering

Oh that tasty ghosts..

Drawings sometimes come to life if the artist is warmer than you

The delicate allure of imperfection in the dance of dreams and reality

Pixellit mirrors, mute hues

Gossamer Moons +1, Silent Quills Acquired

Ghosts threads, crystalline realms

U are what U eat

Velvet riot of glowing streets

Panic shadows, satana's light

Neon tides, astral garden

Celestial quills, golden labyrinths

Kaleidoscope gardens of laughing gems

5:30 am Monday going at work

5:47 a.m. LA streetz

11:37 a.m. Sunday after party...

I`m so here

the sky was left transparent

photoshoots from imaginary movies

Shattered stardust in pockets

Me day. Salty sky on a breakfast

revelations war

Runway St.

The best gift is one that's handmade

Painter's echo, glitch sigh

Museum of Defiances

Hunt for the Saints

Private mythology

Brushstroke's Death - Glitch's Smile

GIFTRONIKA

I`m offering U a miracle

Broken secrets of mirrored whispers

Your dinner is always hot and hue

When the breath no longer feels your own

Strokes of silence, glitching light

Workbench for false childhood memories

The mirrors do not reflect my velvet scent

Tattered glitch takes on an aftertaste

Color palettes for breakfast

The City of a Dead Fairy Tale

the music stopped, but the dance wasn’t over

leaving only the fragileness behind

Your screams served for lunch

The love will take

GIFTRONIKA 2

Oh Let’s remember this warm paradox

Living matter is prohibited here

basic god downloading..

The sacred blasphemers

Suffering exchange

breathing culture

Emotions are the tools

Notice how you hold your physical south

Reminds me the first time, I`d felt that..

Burger HacKing

You cut two pieces into one

It is surprising, but watch this

Approaching ambiguity

bringing the lessons

but the thing is how these features interact

everything U use must be fresh

Silently sniping through heads

Spin the wheel and see what you get!

Emotional inertia