April 6, 2024
Paint the society of a single, uneventful day flourishing in the heart of a weighty coin.
Paint the society of a single, uneventful day flourishing in the heart of a weighty coin.
Mold the shadows of warranty into a sunbeam where orcs dance.
In the twilight realm between silence and sound, portray the emotional landscape of a disdainful specter marooned on a narrow strip of reality.
Paint silence whispering through hills of inquiry.
Paint darkness with light, symmetry with chaos, as a watercolorist tames benzines on paper made from subbureaux.
Trace hands, unhurt by toil, along the ancient skin of vanished titans, seeking a depth unseen.
Embroider the silence of an echo in the womb of immaculate self-conception.
In the echoes of disrupted tranquility, contemplate the dance of elementary union in all its opposing forms.
Weave the scarlet river of life through a forgotten land under a monochrome aurora.
Sketch the rhythm of shadows on a green sea, as giant dragonflies dance on water.