Rating Curve

the genesis. once will of expression is liberated, the wind will never swing the same way. this is something every individual has to deal with themselves. the goal may not be clear at first, but when they find the love they will recognize it sooner or later. it helps when concept is this clear and execution is this flawless.

nothing has meaning, everything is meaningful

traverse the obscured and decaying world. find tranquility between the lands. the lights are dim and mellow. flashing colors become the guide through the uncertain greys and threathening dark. the blocks are wrong at the right places. few maps accomplish such an enchanting atmosphere without designing anything too out of the norm.

when you get told about jupiter you can only get a very abstract image of its true immensity and the nature of its gaseous atmosphere. you were never meant to fully grasp it and you will never will.

thankfully, you can still be blinded by the sun, and you can understand what if feels like to be surrounded by the lightning. maybe in the next life you could experience the nothingness of the clouds above the storm

I've cried before. and i know what it's like to start over again. and that does not have anything to do with the rainbow blocks. or does it.

true psychedelia can't look fancy. i had not experienced true psychedelia until i encountered the stair case and had the curiosity to see what was waiting to be discovered at the other side. I used to draw a lot in past times, and most people didn't have anything interesting to say about the drawn or the undrawn space, but they always want to talk anyways.

upstairs doesn't want to talk, yet the conversation is meaningful. hello

absolutely in love. pure. unbothered by the ghosts of the world where everyone talks and nothing is naive.

yellow and green have found a place where they can live in harmony, where the funny cats and the scary monsters dance along to the pop songs, and meet the girl that has always lived inside them.

some fools may be blinded by the honesty. it's too sweet. it's too pink. too janky. but don't let them trick you, they are yet to find their happy place

when you walk into a store you don't expect to be given answers. so why would you expect a garden to give you the answers? you should not be asking questions to the garden in the first place. you should observe what the garden has to offer with care. observe the trees, observe the flowers, observe the unrecognizable objects. observe the sky, and see how the light changes your perspective. observe the things you weren't able to see before, and when you're ready, you should ask the question to yourself