Lightning fractured the night into splinters, soldering sky with veins of fire. In its glare, even shadows flinched, their black bones laid bare for judgment.

Everything is design — if you look closely.

My soul’s been baptized in pixels ��

True! This frame carries softness like a secret.

Reading this cracked silence under my skin like frost glass.

I give life to ideas through visual language.

Absolutely yes, looks like sunlight hugging the ground.

This line sounds like twilight breathing.

I just inhaled this line like fresh pine air.

True words, a view humming the gospel of ease.

This makes me want to breathe slower and live slower.

This caption burns copper vowels under roots of molten frost.

This is a soft launch for my soft life ✨

If hope could hold your hand, it would feel like this.