Minted this free collectible in celebration of @orbapp.lens funding!
The era of everyday web3 social starts here!
LFG!🙌
Though I never called it by name, a serpent said let’s play a game— and tho’ its eyes flashed ruby red I stopped, listened. It did the same, forked tongue-dart out of noble head— curled on a branch, quietly said life holds you in its flickered frame, alive one moment, next one dead.
Utterly mad for @lookhighward.lens%E2%80%99s art this is his new piece that’s going up on the @accelerateart.lens show in Paris x.com/lookhighward/status/1699537434923442216?s=46&t=48mYe-VvOy7RmJl4XTzNMg
Grouching never has an end, applaud—not done a lot, please remember, oh my friend, that every mic is hot. Tories on a downward trend and your career is shot— maybe could you comprehend that every mic is hot? Naught to give and naught to lend, no choice in what schools got, the ceiling crumbling? God forfend! Still, every mic is hot.
I am the trickle in the lane, the seeds washed out in spates of rain, the sand castle built stories high and knocked down, then begun again, the water washing sand-filled eye, hard truths softened by gentle lies, the knife best left where long it’s lain, the campfire doused without goodbyes.