@vogadrosnumber Messed Up Isorropía by FILITSI-ART — a fragmented piece of photo from the full artwork.
"Once there was balance, cool in the silence,
Chaos and calm had a quiet alliance.
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Last Nine & Mother’s Makeup [Greyscale] for Maritza
Nine wild and free, they dared to explore,
Bouncing through the woods as their spirits soared.
Not lost—just tangled in a tree-maze they couldn’t ignore, The last nine, seeking their essence at the forest’s core.
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@kseni_cher 🎨 Filitsi-Art
Colors whisper louder than words 🌀
Chaos turned into creation. ⚡
🔥 On OpenSea: https://t.co/2c3FUd260H
✨ On Foundation: https://t.co/IPjnQBgTnE
@NFTAnderson Filitsi-Art, Colors whisper louder than words 🌀
Chaos turned into creation 💫, that’s Filitsi Art — raw, digital, human.
On OpenSea: https://t.co/2c3FUd260H
On Foundation: https://t.co/IPjnQBgTnE
"Nowhere Roads” [Dark Fade]
— a new Filitsi piece born
Don’t know where I’m goin’ — black night, no signs,
Body hums low, thoughts sharp like mines.
Red lights flicker, all movin’ too slow—
But it all crashes quick when they playin’ the show.
Love’s just a ghost, a myth in the mist,
Rearview stare, I barely exist.
Brain on blast, heart don’t ask,
World still turns, but it shatters too fast.
Skip soul, chase cash — prep for the crash,
Shadows run deep in the ash of the past.
Rubber burns prayers, silence chokes hope,
Every step I take just tightens the rope.
The twin? Won’t face it.
The shadow? Embrace it.
Bend till I break — darkness won’t waste it.
Not lookin’ to be saved. I’m just tryin' to feel—
Not fake, not hollow… just gimme somethin’ real.