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mookaite.

mookaite.

my spirit pronounces power ‘i wander, i wonder, i wish’ i am a poet falling endlessly, following a tangled trail of time into the beauty of the ethnosphere – ashley jane (Inspired by the mookaite healing crystal)
rebels with a cause.

rebels with a cause.

we were the rebel youth, the explorers, the reckless souls running into the wild we chased adventure restlessly and we found beauty in the most unusual places we believed that we could make a difference and we still do – ashley...
Kilig

Kilig

  We wove mystery and melancholy, dovetails and daydreams, got lost in the mountains, found ourselves by the sea We made love to the moon, let the dawn be our muse, our hearts tethered to their magical glow, to the secrets they hold, the brilliant mystique just...
Fernweh

Fernweh

  She chases the messenger in a sky full of stars, explores forests just like the one etched on her heart Kismet chaos stains her curious lips, and wild dreams linger on her fingertips as faraway places softly call out her name, whispering of a sweet madness that...