The unheard, the forgotten. Stained with blood and flesh.

A scream of death, but an icon of luxury.

Visionary and relentless—crafted with passion and sorrow. He painted light into darkness, a soul carved in color and motion. A timeless legacy of beauty.

Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it - Vincent van Gogh

The truth wears a mask to walk among us, its voice hidden in symbols, its power felt in silence. This is the language of those who pull the strings.

The most dangerous truths are hidden in plain sight. - Unknown