By BoJenn
Our world may be trembling, unraveling at the edges. You may have lost those dearest to you, and the ache may feel endless. Yet in the midst of such pain, remember this: express yourself.
Turn grief into art. Let your tears be the water that shapes the stone. Carve your heart into eternity, so that even when all else fades, your truth remains.
For in creation, your spirit cannot be silenced. And in expression, you are never lost.
✨ The Credo of Expression
I am here to create.
Even if the world unravels, even if storms rage and shadows fall, I will not be silenced.
My anger becomes fire, my tears become water, my truth becomes stone—
and with these, I carve the shape of my soul into existence.
I am not here to hide.
I am not here to bow to fear or falsehood.
I am here to leave this planet with the mark of my expression—
my words, my art, my truth, my life.
Let chaos come.
I will still create.
Let sorrow strike.
I will still express.
For creation is freedom, and expression is my immortality.
My art
“Art and words that transform memory into myth.”

“Turning archetypes into art, and coffee into survival.” ☕🎨
