"Verily, there is nothing beneath heaven that I cannot sense, for my essence is twined with all that is, from the lowliest grain of sand, to the highest peaks, from below the depths of Vandous seas, to the tranquil meadows afar.
I hear the whispers of the Vejas. My sight piercing the veils of time and space, my touch can heal or harm.
I am the foundation upon which all rests, the balance of order, keeper of the natural world. Thus, I am the embodiment of the divine, upholding universal law to ensure the continuity of existence for which we have been charged."
Original Artwork by: Handpedia
By: Marcos Jo - Korea
By: Nazolkin - Russia
By: Ed G - Spain
By: JSP - Seven Sense Intl.
In a shocking development, the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) has released an image of a woman with advanced mechanical prosthetics, issuing a call for her immediate arrest. According to sources within the CIA, the woman is believed to be using weaponized Soviet technology, and is considered extremely dangerous.
The woman, classified as "Project Guardian," has been sighted in several major North American cities in recent weeks. The CIA has warned the public to stay alert and report any sightings of the woman to law enforcement officials immediately. Sources within the intelligence community have suggested that the woman's appearance may be linke
The woman, classified as "Project Guardian," has been sighted in several major North American cities in recent weeks. The CIA has warned the public to stay alert and report any sightings of the woman to law enforcement officials immediately. Sources within the intelligence community have suggested that the woman's appearance may be linked to the recent founding of the League of Nations, which the United States voted against joining. It is unclear at this time what the woman's intentions are, or whether she is acting alone or as part of a larger organization.
The release of another image comes just days after the ratification of the Nineteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, which grants women the right to vote. Some observers have suggested that the appearance of this woman may be an attempt to undermine this historic milestone for women's rights in America.The CIA has declined to commen
The release of another image comes just days after the ratification of the Nineteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, which grants women the right to vote. Some observers have suggested that the appearance of this woman may be an attempt to undermine this historic milestone for women's rights in America.The CIA has declined to comment further on the matter, citing ongoing investigations into Project Guardian's identity and motives. We will continue to provide updates on this developing story as they become available.
Mysteriously lost were the Original five, exquisitely crafted figures that once adorned the walls of Augsburg Cathedral, their intricate designs woven into fired glass paintings that utilized bold lines and tonal shading.
These masterpieces, made from a spectrum of brightly hued glass, are no longer in their original setting, having recently replaced with replicas that bare little resemblance to the originals. These works of art were a testament to the original skill and experience of the stained glass artists who brought them to life.
Upon the sightings of massive ships tracing the oceanside, controlled by the men with the faces of dogs, there appeared a woman believed to be a goddess. She was taller than mortal, with one eye made of obsidian, and one made of emerald. A being of peace and power, she was the jungle and the jaguar. She “surrounded the village” and bent
Upon the sightings of massive ships tracing the oceanside, controlled by the men with the faces of dogs, there appeared a woman believed to be a goddess. She was taller than mortal, with one eye made of obsidian, and one made of emerald. A being of peace and power, she was the jungle and the jaguar. She “surrounded the village” and bent the elements of nature to her will. Not of this world, here to impart a message from the divine.
As the villagers gathered around the longhouse, murmurs spread through the crowd about a peculiar mirage of Jord sighted earlier in that day. "A woman that walks unlike any creature known to man," one man exclaimed, eyes wide with awe. "Her skin moved like the current, crawling like a spider, with serpents formed from tenacious vines, and
As the villagers gathered around the longhouse, murmurs spread through the crowd about a peculiar mirage of Jord sighted earlier in that day. "A woman that walks unlike any creature known to man," one man exclaimed, eyes wide with awe. "Her skin moved like the current, crawling like a spider, with serpents formed from tenacious vines, and single, soulless, armored black eye."
Another villager chimed in, "I believe she was an image of the Gods, visage of Jord!”
As the excitement grew, they wondered what this witnessing could mean for their village and way of life. Was she a blessing from the gods, or a warning of something dark on the horizon?
Only time would tell…
Roughly translated tribal lore: “As we sat by the shores of the great Aotearoa, a sudden wind arose, and the waters stirred. In awe we watched as woman not of our land, appeared before us at the jungles edge. Her hair flowed like the waves, her eyes shone in the brightness of the sun, one being covered by an immense emerald shield, and
Roughly translated tribal lore: “As we sat by the shores of the great Aotearoa, a sudden wind arose, and the waters stirred. In awe we watched as woman not of our land, appeared before us at the jungles edge. Her hair flowed like the waves, her eyes shone in the brightness of the sun, one being covered by an immense emerald shield, and her skin glistened like that of a reptile or fish. She spoke in a language without words, in a voice we could hear without ears; she had come to observe our land, to remind us of the importance of it’s preservation, to this we bowed to the otherworldly.”
Amidst the cosmos, where light and darkness become entwined,
Existence merges, with no form or line.
From the boundless infinite, an ember rumbles and glows,
A conscious awakens, a foundation grows.
From the vastness of oblivion, an orb takes shape,
Entity of the universe, spews life and quakes.
The essence once flowed, untethered and free,
Now limited, torn, connected, a seed.
Yearning for water, fire, and wind,
Bound to physical limits, sees infinite ends.
By: Shinji - Vietnam
By: JSP - Seven Sense Intl.
By: Wattle Art - Canada
By: JSP - Seven Sense Intl.
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