Dear Siren, I keep falling deep down into my abyss 

towards a yet undiscovered paradigm. Unlike anything else.




Abstract art, 

undomesticated self-translation



Fragment and fragment, 

your meaning is always under construction. 



Provoking Soul, 

unlike any other horizon



A Soul is a unique eternal myth re-emerging in different contexts 

to embody exotic versions of oneself. 



Independent Truth-design, 

re-masterpieced art scene



You won't see a falling Angel  

unless your mind has a concept of it.



Not-yet-understood philosophy, 

not-yet-reached depth



Find a fragment of yourself  

that you didn’t even know existed. 



Transcendent redemption, 

fragmented re-construction



Fragment after fragment, our Souls move as a conjunction.  

Infinity loves re-perfection.



New wild direction, 

Alchemical blood type