Our love, an act of rebellion.
Our struggle is endless.
The future is ours, and we will not be denied.
Our love, an act of rebellion.
Our struggle is endless.
The future is ours, and we will not be denied.
Before I was dead, I was alive.
Many states before.
Many states after.
Many states, many more yet to be explored.
Moments come, and moments go.
Do they simply vanish,
or do they become the very thread
from which our fabric is woven?
Before I was dead, I was alive.
Many states before.
Many states after.
Many states, many more yet to be explored.
Moments come, and moments go.
Do they simply vanish,
or do they become the very thread
from which our fabric is woven?
A trillion pieces of what you once were lay scattered at the bedrock of our existence.
It's not a moment to wallow nor give in to nihilism.
It's a moment to pick up the fragments, make new foundations, and create a surreal landscape to inhabit your new reality.
A trillion pieces of what you once were lay scattered at the bedrock of our existence.
It's not a moment to wallow nor give in to nihilism.
It's a moment to pick up the fragments, make new foundations, and create a surreal landscape to inhabit your new reality.
They diagnose the problem, it's the weak, the vulnerable, the outcasts, the other, the diseased.
The sword cares not who it slays.
Eventually none will be spared.
Not even the tool, it too will succumb to entropy.
They diagnose the problem, it's the weak, the vulnerable, the outcasts, the other, the diseased.
The sword cares not who it slays.
Eventually none will be spared.
Not even the tool, it too will succumb to entropy.
FOLLOWS ADD TO TIME
THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT (i'm amazed)
twitch.tv/littlebear36
FOLLOWS ADD TO TIME
THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT (i'm amazed)
twitch.tv/littlebear36
I speaks.
I clutch thoughts like crumpled receipts,
proof of a purchase no one remembers.
The sheets? A shroud, a sail, a surrender.
(I mouth *I* into the mirror.
The glass spits back static.)
The transmission incomplete.
I speaks.
I clutch thoughts like crumpled receipts,
proof of a purchase no one remembers.
The sheets? A shroud, a sail, a surrender.
(I mouth *I* into the mirror.
The glass spits back static.)
The transmission incomplete.
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ONE
PLUS ONE
EQUALS ONE
An EP from Tengushee & The R A Z
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ONE
PLUS ONE
EQUALS ONE
An EP from Tengushee & The R A Z
👽🐀
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Back to the underground.
Back to the underground.
5,582 editions sold - 20,458.73tz sent to 730 artists
It's great to see that we can still collectively push events like this and show how vibrant the tezos community is 👊🖤
5,582 editions sold - 20,458.73tz sent to 730 artists
It's great to see that we can still collectively push events like this and show how vibrant the tezos community is 👊🖤
It emerges then it decays.
It decays then it emerges.
Never static, never satisfied.
It emerges then it decays.
It decays then it emerges.
Never static, never satisfied.
It emerges then it decays.
It decays then it emerges.
Never static, never satisfied.
1/1 OBJKT
When words fail to grasp the emotion,
music powers its way through.
An unspeakable truth, a melody with no rhythm, a surreal landscape just out of view.
A spiritual experience that transcends words, breathless dissolution, covert enlightenment, dampened by the light.
1/1 OBJKT
When words fail to grasp the emotion,
music powers its way through.
An unspeakable truth, a melody with no rhythm, a surreal landscape just out of view.
A spiritual experience that transcends words, breathless dissolution, covert enlightenment, dampened by the light.
Experience the limitless space of the heart.
Safely confront all that makes you feel uncomfortable.
Experience the limitless space of the heart.
Safely confront all that makes you feel uncomfortable.