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Sage InksArtist Spotlight - Milibooo
Welcome to the third edition of Artist Spotlight. Today we are highlighting a photographer, and everyone’s favorite ghost Milibooo. Booo is a photographer who transforms her encounters into intimate visual stories. Using her lens to reveal the hidden emotional worlds of strangers. Through empathy and imagination, she turns everyday faces into soulful narratives. So let's get to it (SI = Sage Inks, BOOO = Milibooo) SI: What is your name? (also your artist handle?) BOOO: My name is Mili. My han...
Sage InksArtist Spotlight - Sashelka
Today is our second Artist Spotlight but our first of many interviews with artists onchain and beyond! Today we interviewed Sashelka. An artist who has had art follow her entire life. So let’s get into it! SI: When did you get into art?SASHELKA: I guess I’ve been creating my whole life. I was always drawing, taking photos, and acting in school theater. But I never really thought of myself as an artist. It all felt more like a hobby, something completely natural and ordinary. I never imagined ...
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A verse drawn from within Serenus Sage
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Sitting In A Shared Workspace With Aerodrome Finance Tokens In My MetaMask Wallet
What is left to say
You said it all over and over again
I’m no good for you, but you are still good for me
I hate that I feel like this
I hate that I still care
I hate that I can’t treat you like I have everyone else
You come close to give me comfort
Like something rehearsed
Like something you said before
But I can’t stand it
Your words fall off me
Like clothes that are too big
It feels ice cold
Left where your warmth can’t reach me
Abandoned
Knowing what it’s like to not breathe the air you breathe
Suffocate
Gasping for my final breath
Just like I am gasping and grasping to find something to hold onto.
I am losing it
And even with your reassurance
I know I am not fine
The only thing I care to do
Is to get under your skin
To accuse you of everything and anything
It’s like a wall with all the switches to set you off
Everyone labeled with levels of pain
I flip them all
Just so you will hate me
Hate me as much as you won’t admit
You just want to keep me around like a trinket
Something to point to
Something to show and tell with your friends
Proof that you didn’t lose me
A trophy earned
I wanted you to be more than a trophy earned
Not something owned but chosen
I wanted to show you off with pride
With intention
Like the bright shining one that you are
But you turned out to be the bright shining one
A deceiver
A liar
What is left to say
When every truth you gave me
Came with conditions
The damage has been done
Long before I knew
I was living a lie
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Sitting In A Shared Workspace With Aerodrome Finance Tokens In My MetaMask Wallet
What is left to say
You said it all over and over again
I’m no good for you, but you are still good for me
I hate that I feel like this
I hate that I still care
I hate that I can’t treat you like I have everyone else
You come close to give me comfort
Like something rehearsed
Like something you said before
But I can’t stand it
Your words fall off me
Like clothes that are too big
It feels ice cold
Left where your warmth can’t reach me
Abandoned
Knowing what it’s like to not breathe the air you breathe
Suffocate
Gasping for my final breath
Just like I am gasping and grasping to find something to hold onto.
I am losing it
And even with your reassurance
I know I am not fine
The only thing I care to do
Is to get under your skin
To accuse you of everything and anything
It’s like a wall with all the switches to set you off
Everyone labeled with levels of pain
I flip them all
Just so you will hate me
Hate me as much as you won’t admit
You just want to keep me around like a trinket
Something to point to
Something to show and tell with your friends
Proof that you didn’t lose me
A trophy earned
I wanted you to be more than a trophy earned
Not something owned but chosen
I wanted to show you off with pride
With intention
Like the bright shining one that you are
But you turned out to be the bright shining one
A deceiver
A liar
What is left to say
When every truth you gave me
Came with conditions
The damage has been done
Long before I knew
I was living a lie
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Sitting In A Shared Workspace With Aerodrome Finance Tokens In My MetaMask Wallet A verse about breakups, and dealing with the pain of not wanting to move on.
Heartbreak written without filters . I relate a bit too much 69000 🙏🏻
thanks, yes, it is not a fun feeling but a fun place for me to write. and even to come up with out of pocket names for my writings!
Yeah i was like whaaaat when i saw the name .
I felt this one…. Quietly heavy, honest, and real…raw atmosphere 🤌🏻 seems like you captured that space between holding on and letting go….🖤 thanks for sharing 🫂 33333 🙏
Yeah. That's it, the what I wanted and what could have been to what it is.
I felt every line of it
thank you!