For those who want beautiful designs but also need simplicity.
Vertien
Everyday they wake up, check the day's menu and choose a mask. Because extras don't use stunt doubles.
Lupuda
Everyday they wake up, check the day's menu and choose a mask. Because extras don't use stunt doubles.
Arnung
Everyday they wake up, check the day's menu and choose a mask. Because extras don't use stunt doubles.
Torcher
You want to hit the road; stone walls stand in your way.
You want to walk out; the ones left behind haunt you like a pack of restless ghosts.
You want to set your past ablaze; an invisible hand puts your torch out.
To create, we must risk destruction.
To do justice to the fire, we must stand in its light.
Moyaji
I can imagine the person without the couch, but I realized, to think of the couch without the person, I need to become the couch.
Straighten
Who knows, maybe once upon a time, gravity too was just a figment of someone's imagination.
Astrok
"Interestingly, according to modern astronomers, space is finite. This is a very comforting thought-particularly for people who can never remember where they have left things."
Woody Allen
Neuvex
Every day, from dawn to dusk, I surround the sky with cables and launch my satellites of imagination.
Octuo
This artificial light trapping my eyes, this giant display disregarding my existence, this culture consuming the skin of my individuality.
Mareium
I can imagine the person without the couch, but I realized, to think of the couch without the person, I need to become the couch.
Mengene Sketch
When everyone stares at each other, the skin of differences gets scraped.
Acro
They rely on the memory of their index finger and don't know any other shorter way to take pictures than walking. They turned on their camera and checked the exposure. ISO: 30 billion light-years. Their mind opened and the focus was at infinity.
Stumble
Who knows, maybe once upon a time, gravity too was just a figment of someone's imagination.
Shield Maiden
We just sat down and watched the Sun set, atom being split, gravity being extinct and soil being free.
Sculpt
What I'm thinking or sometimes, what the material is thinking, takes form with me.
Stories Sketch
On the first blank page I saw, I took a bunch of notes before they flew away.
Tetoid
This artificial light trapping my eyes, this giant display disregarding my existence, this culture consuming the skin of my individuality.
Fast Fingers
Spirit of the broken item, hear me out! We fell to pieces but let's accept it, we had a great time.
Okeanos
I survived for centuries and began performing a one-man play in the flashy costumes of each and every species that I caused the extinction of.
On The Stars
"I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps 'Oh look at that!' Then - whoosh, and I'm gone..."
Jim Morrison
Proi
They rely on the memory of their index finger and don't know any other shorter way to take pictures than walking. They turned on their camera and checked the exposure. ISO: 30 billion light-years. Their mind opened and the focus was at infinity.
Ecek
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.
Pouch
When these objects strip off their function and put on the context that I created, how many millions of times were they produced before no longer matters.
Paper Ground
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.
Vrtt
It was our existence that was dancing with extinction in the orbit of the black holes.
Flora
I survived for centuries and began performing a one-man play in the flashy costumes of each and every species that I caused the extinction of.
Bug
...these moments start with feeling fed up. The weeks passed on slowly, with a ball of stress piling up in the stomach. And then, when you least expect it and there's no one else, you take the pen with boredom or hit the chord on the old guitar hanging in the corner and it all begins...
You can't believe all that's been spilt around when you sober up. They are still shining and moving right in front of you as if their heart was beating. Your opacity, on the other hand, is still at 33%. And you wish you never returned, and they kept spilling.
Woolgather
Who knows, maybe once upon a time, gravity too was just a figment of someone's imagination.
Rjovik
Since the day he was born, he had been expecting the day he could choose between his existence and consciousness.
Please wait... Please wait... You can now cross the street.
Escape Flip
Spirit of the broken item, hear me out! We fell to pieces but let's accept it, we had a great time.
Forest Guard
"Man lives from nature -- i.e., nature is his body -- and he must maintain a continuing dialogue with it if he is not to die. To say that man's physical and mental life is linked to nature simply means that nature is linked to itself, for man is a part of nature."
Karl Marx
Mış
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.
Plaster Peeling
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.
Heliopause
I survived for centuries and began performing a one-man play in the flashy costumes of each and every species that I caused the extinction of.
Metar
Sometimes all we do is to idle around in a dimensionless platform in a troubled universe for an infinite time.
Lepenca
He continues to be himself with his flawed plans, misunderstood words and repeated mistakes.
Rollkow
After the harvest was complete, they entrusted the field to a crow and took off. Now they had exactly 200 years left to return.
Brig
Sometimes all we do is to idle around in a dimensionless platform in a troubled universe for an infinite time.
Because Of You
"The ego is your enemy, not your friend. It is the ego that gives you wounds and hurts you. It is the ego that makes you violent, angry, jealous, competitive. It is the ego that is continuously comparing and feeling miserable."
Osho
Heyn
He has no idea how long he's been on the road. Every rest point he sees is crowded with planned trips... As the logic of the majority dictates, inevitable places for those who want to get from point A to B. His journey is unplanned, he has no idea where he's going and there is no logical explanation as to why he's on the road. Who wants to explain anyway? When you're on the road, you just aim to go as far as possible, but you remember where you're going and why only when you stop... Here's another one... Rest areas are part of our calculable, fabricated reality... A bland cup of tea, a coincidental meal, dirty toilets and have a nice trip... He doesn't want to rest. He will keep going until he finds the shadow of a tree or a waterfront where he can sleep.
Reisen
He finally reached a seaside town where lot of people want to move to when they get old whereas lots of others have an excuse not to. Since it wasn't the season, not many vacationers were there. It wasn't only because it wasn't the right season. Isn't vacation something that is earned with more work and advertised by others? Everybody works. He met the mild wind, loads of sea shells and timid waves on the shore. He heard a few seagulls tearing through the soupy air. Seagulls never retire. The humankind is born, raised, gets a job, catches the pieces of bread thrown at him and retires when he's old. It's only dreams that don't get old. He curled up under one of the colorful umbrellas like a stray dog, took a large sea shell in his hand, brought it up to his ear and slept to the sounds it made.
Ground Gyration
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.
Ravera
All the destructive suspicions zigzagging around the orbits of my mind were actually made up of primitive codes written in another galaxy.
Velv
They rely on the memory of their index finger and don't know any other shorter way to take pictures than walking. They turned on their camera and checked the exposure. ISO: 30 billion light-years. Their mind opened and the focus was at infinity.
Burning Tire
In the end, we were only a handful of people to celebrate our existence; and we had forgotten all the languages we've known.
Anirola
All the destructive suspicions zigzagging around the orbits of my mind were actually made up of primitive codes written in another galaxy.
It Is Temporary
"I sit by the window and look out completely in vain. Something always tells me that I'll go mad the next moment. But I don't go mad the next moment. Madness would mean that I'd have to cling to something. Yet I don't cling to anything."
Kárhozat (1988)
Ekbatop
I can imagine the person without the couch, but I realized, to think of the couch without the person, I need to become the couch.
Plabo
All the destructive suspicions zigzagging around the orbits of my mind were actually made up of primitive codes written in another galaxy.
Laugar
I've made a long-term memory of myself in the minds of people that I don't remember from last night.
Documented
Thought is a form of energy, it can be stored, kept safe but it cannot be destroyed. You cannot stop it from surfacing at some point.
Jionda
Since the day he was born, he had been expecting the day he could choose between his existence and consciousness.
Please wait... Please wait... You can now cross the street.
Lucka
All hell was breaking loose at the other end of the World, and he was having a hard time believing that.
Together Alone
Though we might share the same physical environment, we are seldom together. It is here that we breathe the same air with objects and expand our space as we sculpt them.
This three-dimensional border begotten by their unquestionable tangibility becomes home to perspectives yearning for infinity.
Brian
"I've found over the years that any momentary change stimulates a fresh burst of mental energy. So if I'm in this room and then I go into the other room, it helps me. If I go outside to the street, it's a huge help. If I go up and take a shower it's a big help. So I sometimes take extra showers. I'll be down here [in the living room] and at an impasse and what will help me is to go upstairs and take a shower. It breaks up everything and relaxes me."
Woody Allen - "Daily Rituals" by Mason Currey
Ruvag
It was born over and over again. Hundreds, thousands, millions of times. Each time, it was a new species. And each time, it evolved back into itself.
Xuntos
Man in search of tranquility flees from other men and yearns for men afterwards. He never thought he'd want to come across someone like him on the road. Perhaps this lengthy solitude scared him. He couldn't have gone so mad as to be on a journey everyone would fear. Man rests on the road, questions, contradicts himself and wants to relax at the end of the day. He was going to be still if only he saw a silhouette or a movement. What he needed was the awareness that he wasn't all alone. Before long, he saw some people walking toward the horizon by themselves. He had his journey somewhat confirmed by their existence. He wasn't alone. Man can remain alone at most until that time when he feels he can tolerate others.
Checkpoint
I became a roleplayer in this open world where reality is constantly evolving. As a side quest, I rendered the ones left on the road.
Split Second
For a split second all the particles in the universe vibrated together, and the snake let go of the rabbit.
Notion
A scene comes to mind, a smell, a sound, a feeling. The past comes in pieces and can turn into limitless things.
Sanka
To prevent being destroyed by nature, we gave up on our freedom and accepted to become a society. We don't know if we'd been better in the cave with only five or ten of us, but the order most of us has settled in makes us question whether it was worth the freedom we lost or not.
Drewol
I've made a long-term memory of myself in the minds of people that I don't remember from last night.
Uilboek
"No doubt we are different from animals. No, they can't build spaceships. No, they can't understand math. Sure they can't write poets as Shelley does. Darn! Can you swim like a whale? Fly like an eagle? Can you hear like a bat? Are you as beautiful as a cat? Do you smell wonderful like a cat? It is totally nonsense and nothing more than discrimination to adopt our criteria as mind in a moral universe in which we decide who has the rights or who doesn't and who is inclusive of society! If giraffes were as narrow-minded, as arrogant and as prejudicious as humans you would have no rights unless you are 6 feet tall. Would you like to live in such an imperialist giraffe world in which they cut you alive to eat and torture you because you are not that tall? Here, our moral code is that discriminatory and prejudicious."
Steve Best
Yuvica
Since the day he was born, he had been expecting the day he could choose between his existence and consciousness.
Please wait... Please wait... You can now cross the street.
Im Underwater
"Don't do what you want. Do what you don't want. Do what you're trained not to want. Do the things that scare you the most."
Chuck Palahniuk
GG
Spirit of the broken item, hear me out! We fell to pieces but let's accept it, we had a great time.
Placo
Hiding behind all that concrete and nonsense, the truth must be something of great value.
Rodot
All was set to start the life from scratch. So now, we all were looking for the oldest repair method in history, the "restart" button.
Gravity
"Our lives do not belong to us. From womb to grave we depend on people who lived and still live. With every crime committed, with every favour done we breed our future."
Cloud Atlas
Jung
...these moments start with feeling fed up. The weeks passed on slowly, with a ball of stress piling up in the stomach. And then, when you least expect it and there's no one else, you take the pen with boredom or hit the chord on the old guitar hanging in the corner and it all begins...
You can't believe all that's been spilt around when you sober up. They are still shining and moving right in front of you as if their heart was beating. Your opacity, on the other hand, is still at 33%. And you wish you never returned, and they kept spilling.
Vintage Room
In this language without any place, time expands as the duration of a song.
Pialo
This artificial light trapping my eyes, this giant display disregarding my existence, this culture consuming the skin of my individuality.
Sonar
...these moments start with feeling fed up. The weeks passed on slowly, with a ball of stress piling up in the stomach. And then, when you least expect it and there's no one else, you take the pen with boredom or hit the chord on the old guitar hanging in the corner and it all begins...
You can't believe all that's been spilt around when you sober up. They are still shining and moving right in front of you as if their heart was beating. Your opacity, on the other hand, is still at 33%. And you wish you never returned, and they kept spilling.
Naplast
He continues to be himself with his flawed plans, misunderstood words and repeated mistakes.
Dance Of Unity
When our frequencies match, the whole universe turns into a dance.
Dodecahedron
Every house is like a universe that has chaos and harmony at its heart. Each room that it contains, each area that gives it character has its own feeling and atmosphere.
Bitten
"Action and consciousness aren't in harmony. Action wants to pick the unripe fruit from the tree whereas consciousness leaves them there to ripen for so long that they fall off and get stomped on."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Editmode
I became a roleplayer in this open world where reality is constantly evolving. As a side quest, I rendered the ones left on the road.
Riff Hands
In this language without any place, time expands as the duration of a song.
Box
When these objects strip off their function and put on the context that I created, how many millions of times were they produced before no longer matters.
Tafe
My mind was running so fast that if I had continued that way a little more that rusty mechanism would have failed at some point. I left without being noticed... Oh, damn! Had I turned the valve off before I left?
Industry Sunset
As much as stereotyping the human beings's ability to create, this second nature, which we have woven down to the smallest detail, nurtures his species-being with brand new aspects.
Shaping Love
Thought is a form of energy, it can be stored, kept safe but it cannot be destroyed. You cannot stop it from surfacing at some point.
43rd Istanbul Film Festival
These lines that frame the picture, they containt the unseen.
Soil Mushroom
"Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses."
Virgil
Imagine
I became a roleplayer in this open world where reality is constantly evolving. As a side quest, I rendered the ones left on the road.
Cordialis Roep
"For she had come to feel that it was the only thing worth saying--what one felt. Cleverness was silly. One must say simply what one felt."
Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway
Özgür Ruh
"Every human being is born pure before he starts life. The colour you will take is up to you in your life way. You can either go on with blue as you started or become a rainbow. Blue is the colour of purity and beginning... On the contrary to red, it is also the colour of heart at the same time. Your breath streams to live. You rise while you disperse around. As you wish...
And the hell is below all the time. It always pursues you; it's always at some part of your mind. You just wish to touch it but you take your hand back. But what if the hell is justice? You'll never be sure about that."
Şevki Orhan
Tigwa
I've made a long-term memory of myself in the minds of people that I don't remember from last night.
Nigoma
Friendly gatherings on the grass, horizontal or vertical journeys, colorful festivals, time passing with writings, drawings and works, tiny miracles and going out to the streets... There is always music playing in the background.
Duo Semen
"We do not "come into" this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree. As the ocean "waves," the universe "peoples." Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe."
Alan Watts
Haerenga
In the evening of a day - we didn't even know why it started- we saw that a movie we watched just for a moment of joy, ended in sorrow. What we do now is to rewind it and watch that bitter end again. We will do this over and over, until we destroy ourselves.
Nib
A scene comes to mind, a smell, a sound, a feeling. The past comes in pieces and can turn into limitless things.
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Noise
A scene comes to mind, a smell, a sound, a feeling. The past comes in pieces and can turn into limitless things.
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Pigment
What I'm thinking or sometimes, what the material is thinking, takes form with me.
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Yor
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.
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Shelf
When these objects strip off their function and put on the context that I created, how many millions of times were they produced before no longer matters.
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Apollo
Time: 01:56 (UTC-1)
"While the dreams of children were dying away in countries where toy factories were being replaced by those that produce guns following World War I, space themed toys were being manufactured in the US. It's in this way that exploring space became a dream for children."
Sunay Akın - Ay Hırsızı
On 21st July 1969 at 01:56, one of the children born during those years transmitted this message to the world: "That's one small step for man, one giant leapfor mankind."
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Flugi
Floating is nice, but each time you lose a piece.
Did I just drop the coins?
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Vantagent
Mother nature and I moved into a new planet. We traveled a few light-years and scattered all we had.
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Lapid
Sometimes all we do is to idle around in a dimensionless platform in a troubled universe for an infinite time.
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Routen
I'm just a silhouette made of details, an extra that passes behind on the most important day of your life.
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Tekbant
"Loneliness does not come from having no people around one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible."
Carl Gustav Jung
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