Elf slashed with a sword
Elf is a wounded, bleeding beast.
Her life flows through her open wounds.
Blood drops flow in hordes of little scorpions, who are lining up and preparing to stab with their tails immediately.
Elf Phoenix burns in a blessing gesture.
Beauty & the beast in one.
Wounded Elves are daughters of the strength.
Daughters of the strength is a female equivalent for Riders on the storm.
Tarot Strength cardhas the meaning of settling one’s own strength in the form of a wild beast.
Experience of the present.
A female version of Saint Sebastian.
A wounded Elf goes through an ecstasy.
A mystique trance moment from the injury.
The transformation is hidden in the live body skin disruption.
Wounded strength becomes even more powerful strength.
Medusa was originally a woman who was raped by Poseidon in the temple and got punished for that by Athena.
She was cursed by the Gods and became a demon.
Unjust Gods are dark mirror reflections of humans.
Snakes on Medusa’s head turn into deep antlers of knowledge.
Energy awakens in deeply hidden secret brain synapses.
Cognition is remembrance…
An ugly, dirty, and abused little girl crouches in the corner of a dark room.
She cannot tell anyone!
Medusa’s severed head cries little red scorpions.
Medusa’s severed head in naked Elf’s hands.
Medusa suddenly looks up at the viewer and laughs furiously.
She is able to turn human into stone with her eyes.
Because she is fucking beautiful!!!
No one is brave enough to date her.
She is so alone!!!
Hundreds of Medusas with serpentine bodies and super-powers run about theHeroes of Might and Magic 3 game setting.
The realm of Fantasy illuminates the unconsciousness while the wind quickly browses the pages of the diary into which I write down exactly what you say.
The wind of spring – the wind of social changes.
The archetype that rules today is the invisible Covid-19 virus.
Bhishma was an invincible warrior who made a promise not to fight against anyone who changes their gender. He revealed that to his enemies and was killed by arrows of transgender warrior who loved him in his previous life as a woman, but his love was refused.
The Elves wander through the land with clouds carrying magical swords.
Freezing, Fiery, Toxic
The wind blowing everywhere in fierce gusts interconnects the landscape from the painting with the landscape of our walk.
And the dark, blue sky.
The reality remains unanswered.
All our bodies come from the Earth.
Gender does not play an important role in nowadays feminism.
The soul of the world has no gender.
The similarity of the Martin’s face expression with the wounded Elf’s face.
They both look me straight in the eye.
A blood drop flows from the scar,
Which you have slantwise the face.
The blood transforms into little scorpions who march, crawl away in hordes.
Marching drops of blood.
Life, Lymph and Personal strength
Elves never give up!
Never Give Up! Don’t Give Up!
They endure even the pain heroically.
Heroism in Timelessness!
Ancient archetypes are still alive through our personal stories.
Mr. Patočka was once asked about the meaning of life. His answer was simple:
„The meaning of life is transformation.“
The power of transformative eroticism.
The scent and the mass of a woman body.
The suffering and the ecstasy from its overcoming through the beauty.