@worldofumans

She’s the only 🧚🏼‍♀️ who leaves no trace. No warmth no ash no ripple. The Ether🧚🏼‍♀️ doesn’t arrive. She’s simply there and then not, and then there again. The other fairies stopped trying to find her. She’s not hiding. She just exists at a diff freq than the ones who are looking. https://t.co/85PUIg9H5p

Would you rather: drift through a dreamscape where every cloud holds someone else's memory, or wander Planet 81 alone for one day with no map and all the time in the universe?

She’s been in the flow state for 3 days now. Not because she can't stop, but b/c stopping would mean leaving a frequency the rest of the world doesn't know how to hear. When she finally surfaces, she won't be able to explain where she went but the painting she leaves behind will. https://t.co/xa0Ljsgz5n

There is something quietly radical about art that has no weight, no frame, no wall. It lives in light. It travels without a passport. I am still amazed it exists at all. ;)

What was the last piece of art that made you feel less alone? A song, a painting, a poem you read at the wrong moment that somehow became exactly the right one. Tell me 💟