Just an artist painting with passion and purpose. Art that provokes Imagination and inspires the Mind.
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Creator of Undercover Martian
All the plastic is going to explode. Not today but eventually. We are losing our protective barrier around the earth. We need to start safely getting rid of it.
I’m pretty convinced they are broadcasting the spirit of Jezebel to our children through the phones and innocent tv shows. The 5G towers are not innocent. The Catholic Church is involved. Plead the blood of Jesus over your children and your homes. #Jezebel#5G#bloodofJesus
Children here aren’t programmed, they’re guided.
They don’t fit into systems, they unfold in Gods design.
The wild ones, the sensitive ones, the rebels and the dreamers…
they are the future.
And in Lumae Terra,
the future is free.
We do not enslave technology.
No banks. No billionaires.
Just balance.
And war?
Gone.
Extinct.
Replaced with deep listening.
Sacred mediation.
Restorative justice.
We’ve put down our weapons
because we remembered:
we are each other.
No secrets. No puppets. No games.
Just truth,
transparency,
and trust.
Our economy?
It’s not money. It’s meaning.
It’s not hoarding. It’s holding.
resources in stewardship,
not ownership.
Our government?
Decentralized. Open-source. Sovereign by design.
We sit in circles, not pyramids.
We vote with our voices and live by our values.
The people speak.
And the system listens.
Not the other way around.
your work is your joy.
Your gift is your compass.
And your contribution.
is not measured in hours,
but in harmony.
The farmers wake in love with the soil.
The artists paint the future into walls.
The healers hum songs older than language.
And no one is above another.
Ever.
You do not pay rent to exist on a planet you were born from.
You do not hustle for dignity.
You do not grind your spirit to dust just to survive.
Not here. Not anymore.
A society where your soul is not for sale,
and your worth is not tied to how many hours you can bleed.
Here, we do not earn the right to live.
We are born with it.
Food, shelter, healing, love, these are not luxuries.
They are birthrights.
We remember…
We remember a time when breath didn’t cost,
when food wasn’t locked behind a paycheck,
and the body wasn’t treated like a cog in a rusted machine.
We remember what the system tried to make us forget:
We were never meant to survive like this.
We were meant to live