Love&Light

Consider these pieces to be freestyles from a free soul. Stories of an unfolding told by one girl with a lust for life and the essence of a Mystic. Unveiling the discoveries of an introspective mind and a healing heart. Going deep beyond prosaic thoughts to reveal the power of abundant self-love and care. As we all attune to the vibrations of the Shift that is ever unfolding and becoming greater as one. Let this be our story. We are PROTOTYPE.

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Nocturnal

Nocturnal

I come alive in the night time.

A creative's mind doesn't rest - it dreams when it's awake, it dreams when it's asleep. These dreams are vivid and extraordinary - sometimes even in color.  When it becomes hard to decipher where one ends and the other begins, these illusions become our reality.

Imaginations are confined in mundane activities- jobs, chores, errands. Our thoughts are so often reserved to these things demanded of us by life. And consequently, we lose the capacity to think creatively. But the artist's mind is a prolific thinker of all thoughts. So at night it runs free like a wild horse in a pasture. 

Not many can respect or even understand this concept, but in it's purest form - it's true artistry. Uninhibited by the mundane and mediocre. All it knows is it's own intuition - and that is how it lives.

 

 

 

The Rose That Grew From Concrete

The Rose That Grew From Concrete

Fallin

Fallin