korexus
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... ephemeral being living the questions, the answers and the burning in between ...
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dark matter : 50x50x50 perhaps it's not where the light enters you, it's where you remember your own light !
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To zoom out — Not to prove the meaninglessness of human suffering, but to seek out peace behind it … for we're not here to win against the void… but to grow inside it … beyond it … gently …
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between what is imagined and what is real, lies a thin line on which we tread, unsure, seeking solace in fleeting glimpses of truth.
until we fall … off perception ?!!!
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You’ll not escape this endless night unless you take matters to your hand ... unless you grasp the reins of your own mind. Steer thought by thought, ignite your inner light
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and i can't see, what people deem as real seems like illusion to me !!
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Remember you have a choice, you hold the line that separates the day from the night
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the search "Time is the school in which we learn,. Time is the fire in which we burn."
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Philip de László - Portrait Of Edith Hope Iselin (1930)
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lady blue, blues ain't nothing but a woman when she's feeling bad
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fate
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🌊🐋 'Whale Song' 🌑✨ Amid the fathomless depths of the ocean, a mesmerizing dance unfolds. Two majestic whales, their bellies aglow with ethereal light, traverse the mysterious waters, painting an enchanting tale of the deep.
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cocoon, the necessary pain
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different, oil on canvas
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cocoon, cheers to introverts
#painting#paintings#digital illustration#digital art#digital painting#photoshop#art#introvert#silence#web weaving
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between the lines, oil on canvas
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amor fati, oil on canvas, 66x100 cm
Maybe the story of being is not - as we assumed - a beginning a middle and an end , maybe it’s all of them at once … overlayed … overlapped …or is it inter-lapped ? offering both blindness and awakening every moment of every day
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