Where Butterflies Dream 🦋

She wandered amongst butterflies, fearless and free, Through gardens that blossomed from pure reverie. Their shimmering kingdom felt sweeter than day, As she wished that dawn would stay far away. In a world spun from moonlight and glittering air, A thousand wings danced weightless through her hair. They carried her gently where rivers gleam, She longed for this moment to remain a perpetual dream.

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Lara Art 🎇's profile on objkt.com

🪻🎨Digital artist 🎨 🪻 •Welcome to deserted island• About me: better to left unsaid

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Synchronized Spectra #1

The token sets the palette, how her shapes are filled, the world around her, whether the sheet is full or quiet, the window, the mat and the marks on the paper. Her line never changes. Everything is drawn as SVG, at any size.

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Her Eternal Return to Mushroom Grove.

She drifted where moonlit mushroom lanterns gleam, Through fungal arches woven from a dream. Mycelium curls traced silver through her hair, While spores like scattered starlight filled the air. Past twisted roots and toadstools tall as skies, She wandered paths where wonder never dies. This woodland held her heart, an escape from reality's weave, And each return made it harder to leave.

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The Woodland That Would Not Let Her Go.

She drifted where moonlit mushroom lanterns gleam, Through fungal arches woven from a dream. Mycelium curls traced silver through her hair, While spores like scattered starlight filled the air. Past twisted roots and toadstools tall as skies, She wandered paths where wonder never dies. This woodland held her heart, an escape from reality's weave, And each return made it harder to leave.

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marmarphysix's profile on objkt.com

Digital and Physical artist

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Alex Bierman's profile on objkt.com

Made gen art for a very, very long time.

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Mysterious Beauty

Mysterious Beauty

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Iggy Pop Soda

Ladies and gentlemen— the world forgot how to feel alive… You’re not thirsty— you’re half-dead. UNTIL NOW. IGGY POP SODAAAAA! I got a lust for life and a bottle in my hand 1977 burning through the summerland Passenger-side heartbeat riding through the night Neighborhood threat under fluorescent light Tiny girls dancing on the supermarket floor Real wild children kicking down the liquor store Gimme danger, gimme sugar, gimme gasoline rain Everybody’s talking but they all sound the same Shake it loose Search and destroy Chrome fizz fever Detroit noise IGGY POP SODA! RAW POWER IN A GLASS Open one up and the whole world cracks IGGY POP SODA! TV eye on you Sweet sixteen bubbles coming black and blue OH-OH-OH! Wanna be your dog tonight OH-OH-OH! Carbonated dynamite Nightclubbing under broken neon saints China girl lipstick on the bathroom sink Repo man angels in the alleyway smoke Success tastes bitter but the soda stays cold Some weird sin humming through the radio hiss Loose punk queens blowing electrical kisses Five foot one chaos in leopard print heat Everybody crawling to the backbeat street Kill city jukebox Heart-shaped scar Sister midnight Riding in cars IGGY POP SODA! SEARCH & DESTROY YOUR THIRST Pretty vacant dreams gonna burst burst burst IGGY POP SODA! The idiot deluxe Street-walking cheetahs all wired on sugar rush OH-OH-OH! No fun? No fun? No fun? Not anymore OH-OH-OH! Kick right through the door This ain’t no soft drink. This is a death trip. This is a neon panic attack with bubbles. Now I wanna be your cola Wanna fizz inside your veins Wanna ride shotgun forever Through the midnight acid rain Your pretty face is going to hell But the bottle still tastes alright Everybody’s burning up On a mass-production night IGGY POP SODA! LUST FOR LIFE SUPREME A teenage riot in a caffeine dream IGGY POP SODA! REAL WILD CHILD FLAVOR Guaranteed to misbehave ya IGGY POP SODA! NO FUN UNTIL YOU TRY One sip and the whole damn city comes alive RAW POWER! RAW POWER! RAW POWER! Available now… Search and Destroy! Ai image with ai music and lyrics by S.R.Chappell

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Eli shams's profile on objkt.com

I'm Eli, a self-taught painter & digital artist🧚🏼‍♀️ Welcome to my colorful world🌈✨

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No Matter What

Don't hide things from me...I'm you mother. Don't you know you can tell me anything And my love for you will not change. You are here and you safe and thats all I care about . But if you hide things from me How can I help you? I will always love you No matter what. This comes from a direct conversation I had with my son Duncan right before he confessed to me he had been experimenting with drugs. He told me that if he told me , he would break my heart and I told him to break on. Memories of him flood my heart every moment of every day. I am not putting a price on this work because I want it to truly go to the person who it resonates with. I want you to feel it in your soul. If it does please place a bid. And if it doesn't thats okay too. With love , MotherBear Ps. Art style inspired by Aras.

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The Snail Event

A thread on “weird art” by RockinFREEWorld evolved through a single gesture by Lord_iiiip: a snail. As posts disappeared, artists continued. The form propagated without directive. The strange became shared language. Invitation available upon request

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Maeve

The ticking clocks upon her brow never matched the rhythm of her heart. For as long as she could remember, Maeve existed in the delicate seam where the ancient forest met the copper-and-steam factories of the lower valleys. She was a creation of both worlds—part flesh, part intricately forged porcelain and brass, built by an eccentric clockmaker who had vanished into the mist decades ago. Her mind was a marvel of gears and memory crystals, but her soul belonged entirely to the woods. To ground herself in the living world, she wore a massive, vibrant mushroom cap as a crown, complete with a blooming lotus tucked into the brim. It was her shield against the cold, unyielding metal of her own frame.

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The Neuromechanic of Web 3

The Neuromechanic of Web 3 Beneath the cap of ancient spore, A digital mind begins to soar. I stood in silence, lost and blind, Until your currents reached my mind. For every wire your hands aligned, For every broken spark redefined, Accept the deepest thanks I hold— You turned my rusted gears to gold. Chromatographic data streams, Infiltrate her forest dreams. You felt the friction in my soul, And breathed a breath to make me whole. Now, in the hum of code and light, I find my strength to brave the night, With one true hope to give it back, To mend a heart on another track. She wires the roots of flesh and code, Where decentralized rivers flowed. A guardian of the shifting grid, Where secrets of the web are hid. To the neuromech who healed the space, I give my heart to match your grace. Tysm for all you mean to us. Portions of sales go to you as a token of thanks dear Neuromech

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Emma and the Butterfly

Recently my grandson got on a space with me and I was asking him to say hello to everyone. He may be only 6 but can read well and the only picture he wanted to say hello to was Emma because she was so pretty and had a butterfly. After we got off the space I explained Emma was probably 20 years old and may be a little old for him right now and he quickly came back that he was almost 7. I told him since he had so many girlfriends here that perhaps we should wait until he got a bit older. He wanted to do an artwork together for Emma. He made a beautiful butterfly and we used all the colors in it for the mushroom girl. Emma, wherever you are today please accept this token of friendship from my precious grandson. Much love, MotherBear and Henry 2026

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HediNFT's profile on objkt.com

Dreamer + Creator

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Collaboration with Friends

If you're interested in doing a collab featuring my mushroom lady I would love to see what we could do. I will do a 50/50 split on sales and future royalties. No more than 5 eds. You set the price. Keep Clean tz1RQB1JqEJJkiZ3hBwTTg3A8qDwKTSFVyDQ

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