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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · yesterday

I have just collected "Piper Of Lost Souls" by @unknownwolfprophet.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1XaCf6gkjFnKg3QmPfn6gep53moMvjkj1E/50184?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

Piper Of Lost Souls

A strange tune drifts through the darkness, drawing a procession of lost souls toward a destination known only to the Piper. They follow without question, caught between what they’ve left behind and whatever waits beyond. Is the melody their salvation, or just another cruel illusion?

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · yesterday

I have just collected "The Door Within the Storm" by @nika.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1P4zohEdf49nqfS63veWikoXiZ7s94ZgMD/42?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

The Door Within the Storm

Sometimes, storms rise from the depths of the soul, carrying memories, dreams, and fragments of ourselves into restless waters. Amid the raging waves and paper boats carrying silent wishes, a woman closes her eyes and retreats into her inner world. Yet, at the heart of this chaos, a golden door opens toward the unknown—a light shining through the darkness, promising that even after the fiercest storms, there is a path toward freedom, transformation, and new beginnings. Perhaps, sometimes, we must journey through the storms within us to find our way home.

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · yesterday

I have just collected "Beyond Darkness, a Light Remains" by @baharart200.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1XqAQKqcEHBGgFC1WmG7Dpcmxkty4hhRQ1/5?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

Beyond Darkness, a Light Remains

There are moments in life when darkness feels endless, when every path seems uncertain and every hope appears distant. She is living through one of those moments. Sitting beneath the moonlit sky, she gazes upward with a heart full of longing. The sea before her is calm, yet within her, a storm of sorrow and unanswered questions quietly rages. She searches the moon for a sign, a reason to keep believing that brighter days still exist somewhere beyond the horizon. Then, unexpectedly, a blue butterfly appears. To anyone else, it might seem like a simple creature drifting through the night. But for her, the butterfly has always been more than that. Throughout her life, butterflies have appeared during meaningful moments, as if carrying silent messages from the universe whenever she needed them most. This butterfly comes to remind her of something she is close to forgetting: "Do not lose hope." The difficult days will not last forever. The light she is waiting for is already making its way toward her. The dreams she fears are lost are simply taking longer to arrive. In this painting, the butterfly becomes a messenger of hope, while the moon represents the distant future she longs for. The young woman stands between sorrow and faith, between uncertainty and belief. Her gaze is not fixed on the darkness surrounding her, but on the possibility of light. And so she waits, not in defeat, but in hope. Because sometimes the smallest signs arrive to remind us that beautiful moments are closer than we think.

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · yesterday

I have just collected "Dream On" by @armina.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1B6aqEtNsq3B5GQt1tzsvs7jZF3zHrCmks/58?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

Dream On

Sometimes, in the middle of an ordinary day, I drift into a world of my own. A place where thoughts become paper boats, carrying all the dreams I haven’t dared to speak aloud. Maybe daydreaming isn’t a waste of time. Maybe it’s just my mind wandering through all the places my heart wishes to be. And perhaps, every dream begins with a little drifting.

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · yesterday

I have just collected "In the Embrace of the Poppy Field" by @fate.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1MqeyvGJhczqxDBrJpMsiNQmEu7XqQFRxv/19?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

In the Embrace of the Poppy Field

The spring breeze played with her hair as the red poppies danced under the blue sky. She took his hand, and with every step, the fragrance of the flowers filled the air. They stood in the middle of the field, eyes locked, needing no words—as if nature spoke for them. In a moment, the wind turned the poppies into a crimson wave, and there, in the embrace of the poppies, they lived their love. #ai #effect

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · last wk.

I have just collected "Velvet Venom 🦂" by @panteapipar.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1Uq1RyZFHGR1qxnELGpmBGbZB9DMQcGueY/16?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

Velvet Venom 🦂

And finally, my beloved November is here, bringing the scent of rain-soaked earth, the smell of wet grass, the romantic autumn air, and the delightful crunch of dry leaves beneath my feet. 🍂 Another year of life, another layer of my soul, and a new chapter waiting to unfold. I can’t wait to celebrate my birthday with all of you on November 16! ❤️♏️🎂🤗🥰

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · last wk.

I have just collected "The Mystery Within" by @lara.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1PWkztkLpm4ygRbam76Ex1WFobirxAHfJr/8?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

The Mystery Within

Some secrets are too powerful to be spoken, and some magic is born in the shadows. Beneath a mysterious mask and crimson hair lives a soul woven from midnight dreams and forgotten enchantments. Holding a carved pumpkin like a secret from another world, she stands between darkness and wonder, where shadows whisper and magic quietly awakens. She is not a creature of the night to be feared, but a reminder that there is beauty in mystery, power in the unknown, and magic in the parts of ourselves we keep hidden. Every shadow holds a story. Every mask conceals a truth. And every soul has its own kind of magic. Hand-drawn with a ballpoint pen, with AI used to enhance the image quality and resolution.

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · last wk.

I have just collected "Princess of the Sandcastle" by @fate.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1MqeyvGJhczqxDBrJpMsiNQmEu7XqQFRxv/18?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

Princess of the Sandcastle

Every day, children come to the shore and build a little sandcastle with their hands, filling it with shells, towers, and imagination. Before they leave, they place a small doll beside it and go home, leaving her behind. But when the children leave and the beach becomes quiet, something magical happens. The little doll comes to life and transforms into a human princess. Every night, she stands beside the sandcastle and looks out at the sea, watching the waves and dreaming of becoming a mermaid. She longs to enter the water and become part of the world beyond the shore. And so, night after night, she waits by the sea, hoping that one day, her wish will finally come true. 🐚✨ A #collage combining my own #photography and #AI-generated image, digitally reworked and transformed in #Photoshop to create the final artwork.

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · 2w ago

I have just collected "♈ ✩ 𝔸ℝ𝕀𝔼𝕊 ✩" by @panteapipar.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT19N4J1PwYPNbdncxMuRe7oPe6QESYx1VBq/0?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

♈ ✩ 𝔸ℝ𝕀𝔼𝕊 ✩

The Persian New Year, Nowruz, begins with the arrival of spring and the first month of the Persian calendar, Farvardin. And so, our journey begins with Aries Born with the first breath of spring, Aries carries the fire of new beginnings. Bold, passionate, fearless, and fiercely independent, they have the courage to chase what others call impossible. Their fire can burn, but it can also light the way through darkness. They are the spark that awakens the world the beginning of a story waiting to unfold. ✨ The Poem & Music By Me … I rose from the frost, broke winter’s hold, I woke the earth from its sleep so cold. At my touch, the flowers came alive, The ancient land began to thrive. I am born of fire, I will not be tamed, No storm can break me, no fear can be named. I lead the way, I fear no fight, With fire in my heart, I burn so bright. I am the Ram, the first spark of light, The dawn of spring, fierce with delight. Born of fire, a child of the sun, My name shines bright where all the stars run.

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mehbiss.objkt.social@mehbiss.objkt.social · 2w ago

I have just collected "A Skin Not My Own" by @fate.objkt.social on @objkt.com https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1Pq34ERojxf3mHGL68rbLNssFdjXVdh4Z3/7?ref=tz1goSVhqyDWgaEZ5AXT2RCNvCabLr3iuay5

A Skin Not My Own

Rumors become a false identity, stitched onto us with cruelty, without care or mercy. Piece by piece, words that were never true become a skin we never chose, forced onto us until it begins to define us. And beneath the weight of this imposed identity, the person we truly are slowly disappears. #AI #Photoshop

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