I can’t keep being traced back to her, she might have left you shattered but I’m here now.
Author: Pejman Birounvand
It takes guts to run red into the sun, it takes guts to mollify your surroundings.
Languishing is a sense of stagnation and emptiness. It feels as if you’re muddling through your days, looking at your life through a foggy windshield.
The momentum of wild bodies, the elegance of a gesture or a gaze scrutinizing another imagination: It is through this living body that we draw the outlines of this intimate and motionless journey.
Nature needs nurture if fed, irrigated and cared for it blossoms and transforms into something new.
An expressive insight in creativity where two individuals come together to combine visual artistry and quarantine beauty.
It’s just me again wanted to share my thoughts and feelings for you once again. I hope the gods of heaven treating you well and hope to see you on the other side one day.
This story is about finding new directions and pushing the coordinates of your ways and habits. It’s a good time to renew yourself and your life. Let’s try keeping it stray for a change.
A new world apart from the hidden doors that keeping us unfamiliar with the treasures this world has to offer us are fully opened and bringing beauty and joy from around the globe.
A realm of infinite realities. And from time to time an angel that lights one up, and takes it to you. As a leak between worlds, as new possibilities. As ideas and capabilities, as connections… as power.