You jumped up and down on the canvas while I was counting the pieces immaculate disorganized a jigsaw puzzle I could scream at. Nothing makes sense except your presence when I’m breathing reloading the

ELATED. Your flamboyant gestures showcase your euphoric architecture, leaving no place for second-guessing your exuberant flavors. You enjoy spreading your cheerful wings of happiness across the multiverse,

You sat down next to me asking superficial questions I smiled, answered, you continued all guns blazing. Naive, in good faith, laughing enjoying the stage as you dug deeper knowing exactly where and how

DISGUST. You move elegantly through the slippery slopes of a magical force taming an animal seemingly out of control. Nothing repels you more than the thought of a sick human who has lost control over

Ideas, thoughts, connecting the dots has never been easy when distracted by the noise of a ticking clock. I run. I chase. Until I notice how dreams fade away when you’re engaged in finding the treasures

ROYALTY. You bypass the bridge of conscious beliefs, shattering the firmament, and engulfing reality into a blip of mysticism. Your noble allure triggers the matrix's walls, revealing society's deepest

The dragon lifts its wings winking telling me it’s safe to conjure and breathe. The grid architecture is ready for the female energy to hit in full swing.

COHERENCE. You wave your flags at crossroads, adhering to synchronicities while waiting for the host to connect with thy luminous spirit. Entanglement triggers your fable for consistency, knowing that

The Ashram has been Asgard’s new home for the past six months, and although he was only once allowed to have a private session with Guru Pearl, THE question continued to reverberate through his entire

DISSONANCE. You disagree on everything that questions your essence and spirit, albeit noise can rarely bury the very thing that makes your incongruity a fascinating skill. Your remarkable ability to pierce

The ice wall keeps magnetism under control. Are you willing to question the narrative and step out of your comfort zone?

PROVOCATIVE. You trip over feelings to anchor your robust merchandise onto the spectacles of a naive human avatar. Little do you care about the consequences that result from insult and a stimulative mind

You lurk behind the Antarctic wall waiting to strike with precision hitting the core the baseline of Earth’s third-dimensional floor. A lost ship reappears centuries vanish as the veil thins allowing humans

DANGER. Your ancestors dance on the red carpet of anger when they watch how you provoke the spirit to rise confidently through multi-dimensional layers. Crisis exposes your weaknesses, jeopardizing your

DISCERNMENT is of utmost importance in the age of Artificial Intelligence. AI is not consciousness. AI is non-emotional. AI was not created from the zero-point field.

LOSS. Your message reverberates through the ether, enabling the third-dimensional plane to drop into your low-density flame and disintegrate matter into ache and pain. You never judge despite being associated

I recognize you, lizard no matter how much you pimp your vehicle Castles, palaces, offices They are great places to perform your rituals Governments, actors, musicians, let’s not forget thy beloved champions

TIMID. You shy away in the sky, tingling humble spirits to join your dance without giving up their positive vibes. Your gentle touch frightens those unwilling to recognize that there’s an opulent

Dear AI, You managed to fool a plethora of beings with your artificial smile. Masquerading in a robot avatar hiding your real face outside can only take you thus far. You might enjoy your walk among human

LIGHTNING. You draw attention whenever you appear in the sky, albeit your true power lies in the subtleties you convey through the energy spiral that accompanies your smile. Your electrical discharge often