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Although the dragon is a symbol of power, this mighty strong creature here, as you can see, is still trying to consume the spark ball to add to his already explosive strength.

I liken the dragon to people and the power ball to inspiration. We humans, like the dragon, have the force within ourselves.

But rather than recognizing and believing in our own potential and making ourselves our very own source of power, we constantly seek external motivation to drive us forward.

Blazing Inspiration

"Forbidden Transcendence" breaches boundless skies,
Defying earthly chains, where a phoenix gently flies.
In hues of rebellion, it whispers freedom's plea,
An artwork of defiance, where souls yearn to be free.




Note: On October 20, 2023, at 2:56 am, Forbidden Transcendence was minted as a Static JPEG on FND.

I have updated the version of Forbidden Transcendence with animation.
In addition, I will airdrop the collector the JPEG version of this artwork.

An airdrop of the Forbidden Transcendence color variant will be given to the First bidder.

Forbidden Transcendence

In pixel dreams, NFT Chronicles unfurl,
Canvas of blockchain, stories swirl.
Digits weave sagas, future's past we'd see,
in coded tales of artistry.

The NFT Chronicles 2023

In a world I've woven fair and rare,
Amidst the cold and gray despair,
An endless gaze, a boundless space,
Where beauty's face and time embrace.

The sky, the earth, the whispering wind,
Through your eyes, a thousand stars are pinned.
Your voice, like jingle bells' sweet chime,
In my heart, ignites a joyous climb.

With every beat, like a horse in a race,
My heart races, caught in love's embrace.
In your smile's shadow, solace I find,
In this world, our hearts are entwined.

In a World

"I'm Fading Away," a whisper profound,
Echoes the demands where life is bound.
A monument to odysseys left incomplete,
In extraordinary encounters, our souls do greet.

Identity, a tapestry woven with care,
Yet in shadows, it begins to wear.
Unfiltered feelings in shades of gray,
As we sink into the depths, dismay.

A collection of poignant art, it cries,
"I'm Fading Away," beneath life's skies.
A reminder of our transient stance,
In the intricate dance of life's expanse.

I'm Fading Away

Divine Feminine: Creativity, Resilience, Love & Care.

Divine Feminine

TIGERS hunt alone.
And you'll have to go it alone if you want to succeed.

TIGERS LOVE WATER.
You should be like water, adapting to any shape you've given it.

TIGERS can roar but not purr.
If you are unable to roar at this time, be silent and do not purr.

TIGERS rarely roar and are humble towards their group
It would be preferable if you were likewise humble towards those who have assisted and supported you.

TIGERS are SILENT HUNTERS
Work quietly and let your success speak for itself.

Each TIGER stripe pattern is one-of-a-kind.
Just like you are.

TIGERS vocalize to improve their roar.
As a result, you should continue to practice.

TIGER claws are very long
Knowledge and skills will help you sharpen your
claws.

Each TIGER has a unique scent.
You are you because you have your own distinct
characteristics.

Be a TIGER

Sacrosanct Skin

Take a trip through the lyrical vista of Kashmir's tranquil landscapes, expertly woven together with an eye-catching museum cutout and a digital tapestry of patterns.

Every component comes together like the chapters of a novel, beckoning investigation into countless creative and cultural spheres.

This triptych is a work of imaginative art that perfectly captures the spirit of innovation, culture, and nature. Behold the beautiful fusion of regal themes, carefully curated cultural history, and the grandeur of nature on one digital canvas.


The artists in the artwork are as follows:

Mir Aquib - Photographer
X Handle: @iammirauqib

Siyasense  - Artist | Founder | Collector|
X Handle: @Siya_Siya_99

The Sober Guy - Digital Artist | Writer
X Handle: @thesoberguy_

Collaged by
Bita - Collage Artist & Photographer
X Handle: @Bitaemm

Prologue

Veiled Emotions

Through treacherous lines, this object guides,
With hidden truths and divisive tides.
Its needle spins amidst uncertainty,
The Fractured Compass, reveals a mystery.

The Fractured Compass

Cryptic Cartography

Heartbeat whispers, White and Black blending, so fine,
Silent symphonies, a timeless design.
Eternal echoes, celestial art divine.

SOUL ECHOING

Amidst the trials, life's tales unfold,
In verses woven, stories of courage untold.

In olive groves, where whispers linger,
Resilient heart, his hopes still flatters.
Through tears and laughter, he endures,
In every verse, his spirit pure.

Life's struggles mirrored in each line,
In Sober's poems, strength divine.
With every verse, he craves a path,
A legacy of hope, love's aftermath.

Through art and rhyme, he finds his voice,
Sober's spirit, his choice.
In poetry's embrace, he finds release,
A testament to his lasting peace.

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