Inside of a black mirror, as darkness consumes.

In my lascivious portrait lies the Chakana pendant, symbolically placed, centered on my chest. The Chakana, an ancient symbol of Andean culture, connects me to cosmological concepts of heaven and earth. "Inside of a black mirror, as darkness consumes." alludes to a grim reality where manipulation and influence amplify the darkness surrounding us. As you gaze into the black mirror of modern technology, the image reveals the hidden aspects of myself and the world around me. It's a depiction of duality and cosmic order, where light and darkness merge. As a symbol of connection to the sun, the Chakana calls for contemplation of the dark and hidden aspects of life while simultaneously exploring your own inner strength and spirituality.

As I catch these warm rays ✨️🌄🥰 I feel as saturated as the play of colors in the morning sun.

Dark circles under my eyes from watching all that Valentine's nonsense. 🥱

My pillow whispers sweet nothings 😌💭

Have a nice Sunday and feel cuddled by Vincent! ♥️😊

Why would I change what I enjoy so much. Life is like a toilet bowl, sometimes you have to scrub. Still, it's good to have one. I was diagnosed with ADHD when I was 20. That brings impulsiveness and sensory overload, but also a lot of creativity and fun. It hasn't made my life better or worse, it's made it as unique as any other. Look what an attractive moon I am!🌝

📆📸 06/08/16/18/06/07

Vincent spent a year and a half in a tight suitcase. If your son is a stuffed animal, you can do that. For me, looking at him was painful because Vincent was a gift from a woman I loved dearly. The magic of our bond breathed life into it. He became a real baby sloth. I have many fond memories of Vincent. He guarded the fruit basket and mistook kiwis for his eggs. He stuck his round head out of my backpack on hikes. He sat with us watching TV and always had a more or less clever comment ready. He slept in bed with us and lost filling quite quickly from being cuddled so much. Vincent van Sloth, a real sloth with personality. I miss the passion in my life, somehow all the magic has gone. I always had this vibe, the trust in the universe, I could feel the beauty of the world in my body and mind. And I always wanted to convey this feeling to others, or at least share some of it. I'm used to being alone. That's not it. I feel exhausted from the experiences of the past two years. All this insane German bureaucracy on the way to my professional goal. Half a year ago I temporarily stopped my Instagram activities because I needed my energy. I'm feeling better now because I was able to win an important stage. But there is a lot of work to be done in the next few months. The magic will come back on its own one day, and maybe my posts will get some of that as well. I brought Vincent out again because my grudges have faded and suffering has dissolved into heartwarming memories. And now I want him back with me, my little Vincent.

If you feed me, I might show myself more often 😉

Just my harmless blue eyes.😇
These are two crops of the same photo. Viewed individually, looking at them feels quite different.

Short-haired sloth 👽

Mind and world order