FRAME. Your static game paralyzes participants into believing the suggestions you make. You are a brilliant observer, spotting fame and dismantling anger, frustration, and pain while celebrating your transmutational power that turns low vibrations into higher states.
Your texture defines context in a limited mainframe, allowing casual conversations to bend, twist, and speculate inside your cage. Your exquisite abilities to block out time while encapsulating space reveal the nature of your fabric in a world fighting with itself.
How can we harness the limelight of your stage to disengage with systems and structures that keep us stuck in one place?
Use my shell to build, learn, and make mistakes. Jump on my carcass, go up and down my case to gain different perspectives on life and the evolutionary plane.
Walk along my borders to inspect your architecture and understand your marvelous DNA before you recognize how to decode, delete, and upgrade programs inserted into your brain.
Don’t let perception fool you into believing there’s no need to prepare, beautiful soul.
💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎
