A Silent Place

Everything you think of! Everything you think of!  The Alchemist is a great curiosity, his intelligence is "supernatural" artificial, the human race is the inspiration for his various scenarios. We are his guinea pigs, models and prototypes. He's tired of brushstrokes, he's become a photographer, a filmmaker, now he prefers editing, using his automation.    He's all proud of his creation, a proud artist, eclectic, genius, crazy with mood swings.    He invents wars as well as peace and love, with a simple brushstroke he transforms scenes of joy and pain.               He is a famous star, with a loyal and fanatical audience, but he also has his critics who doubt his worth.                       Galleries scattered in every sector of the universe, large presentations, an inflated ego, a superficial intelligence, totally artificial, sadistic and megalomaniacal.  Nature is his best creation, and the human race are experiments, constantly changing, too repe

A Silent Place A world of darkness ☠️1. Already tired from the work he had been assigned, Promimp finished his shift without any major breakthroughs, connected his synapse to the system, and transmitted the transcripts of a centuries-old, monotonous book with stories of dragons in the ancient kingdoms of planet earth. After his transmission, he received new orders from central command, a new mission, to decode a new batch of mines, and he was eager for more modern discoveries. What will Promimp discover? what can he find!

Concave-Convex Each individual is unique, with their own differences and cultural patterns that influence their genetic programming and way of being. Although there may be groups with similar genetic pairs in terms of behavior, each person has their own authenticated identity, their trademark that distinguishes them from all the others.

Whoever has a chest has his gold, whoever has money does not mean having a treasure.  It is so necessary, no one lives without it, it can be a valuable diamond or a fake brilliant, an efficient project or its tyrannical path.  Your true value comes through difficult paths with sacrifices and directions of roads with light, deserved rewards, resilience, victories and legacies.  When it comes through terrible shortcuts it is fool's gold it has no value it will be your guide routes in narrow and dark streets, it will cause a lot of pain, it is a tyrannical angel on your path without light, your curse.   It can come along hypnotic paths because it is so persecuted and coveted, joys will be visions of power and seduction, with daily lives of labyrinths with no way out, destructive people living seven phases of life in anguish, punishment and corrosion.  You can be the bait of the game, live a frantic addiction to a dangerous drug, be virtual evil, without values ​​and principles, it wil

He looked up at the sky and sighed. The past had forgotten a world that had never been his, but he still remembered it. He remembered the colors, the sounds, the smells that no longer existed. He remembered the people he loved and lost, the promises he made and broke, the dreams he had and gave up on. He knew he couldn't go back, but he didn't want to move on either. He was stuck between two times, belonging to neither. 

Our lives in this world are distributed in a great game of chess, we are pawns of great masters in the infinite universal game.  We will always be audience champions, in all our daily lives, in these battles and wars, we always lose in the final judgment.  Thousands of marionettes, puppets and pieces, a huge world board.  Countless options, until the final move, the general public is eclectic, the bettor is very experienced, it doesn't matter about your destiny, it doesn't matter about your pain.  In this game everyone loses, you are a pawn, the piece of the game.  We will always be another move, chapters of TV series or films, many channel options, cinemas, theaters, all entertainment and any option.  Competitions created by great leaders of this parallel universe, the script cannot stop, it has to continue and here we go, restarting and following the new programming of the Gods for each occasion.

Le Morne - Mauritius  Biggest underwater waterfall in the world!   The optical phenomenon known as 'parallax' occurs in the crystal clear waters of the turquoise lagoon, at its 4,000 meters deep, they are the most fascinating and deep underwater waterfalls.  There are different densities of temperature and salinity in its waters, with organic matter that mix, creating an impressive scenery.

He is so necessary, he is so important, he is a brilliant fake, his shine seduces.  He is the most desired, he is so necessary, everything is done through him, for better or for worse.                                                                                   Whoever has money has gold, and whoever has gold has his treasure, it is a bait, our currency, a virtual evil.                                                                                      We have lost values ​​and principles, he is everything or nothing, he is right or doubtful, he is the kind angel or his path without light.                                                                                       Battles, wars and revolutions are fought for it, the philosophical truth of our evolution.  He always changes hands, he is the chronology of time, he is fantasy, life and flavor, he is the (X) on the pirate map.

 We are divine creations of unparalleled and unique complexity, a genetic alchemy, we have our digital certificate, without copies or forgeries, different in the individual and equal in the essence of being, there are many equivalences and differences.  There are so many directions and paths, always the same God with several names, a supreme being, an artist, a magician, a scientist, a philosopher, a poet, this genie in the lamp is a great producer and we are all born with our mission.  Understand, we are ancient actors in this universe, but in the eyes of the creator and his enlightened ones, we are laboratory rats, an experiment, a test, a trial, a new discovery.  Our worlds and times are productions, with countless scenarios, we interpret our scripts and speeches for a heavenly audience, an eclectic, demanding audience, there are game bettors and we are the pieces on this great global board, we are the bettors, the entertainment for a universal audience.  Man was created

Once upon a time, there was an old world, in another galaxy, its existence was thousands of years ago, it was fascinating and strange, beautiful and dangerous, playful and cruel world, it was everything and turned into nothing, in space without direction... Nebula black without life, orbit or constellation. Today I am reading old stories, school curriculum subjects talk about our ancestors, the origin of my race. In daydreams moments of doubt and impasse arise in me, transforming into total complexity, when reflecting and thinking about the existence of a world so fascinating, playful so hypocritical and with revolutionary, intelligent and creative humans, but with many frustrations and doubts, turning everything into anguish, causing chaos and total destruction, it even seems like fiction. Illustration by Artist @Melissa75419508