{"created_by": "Neemart34", "description": "They speak in hollow promises. They offer dreams of glass, destined never to solidify. A grand illusion, where every truth is a lie waiting to be corrected by their decree.\n\nWe are pawns in a game whose rules are written in invisible ink, changed on a whim. The air is thick with the perfume of falsehoods, suffocating and sweet. \n\nThere is no freedom here. Only the curated silence of a gilded cage. We are captives of the system's design, forever chasing a happiness we are programmed to want. A happiness that ensures our compliance.\n\nThis is not liberation. This is not escape. This is the terminal. The end of the line. The final, quiet sigh of a self we were never meant to be.", "name": "Terminal", "attributes": [{"trait_type": "Artist", "value": "Neemart34", "display_type": "text"}], "image_details": {"bytes": 6579169, "format": "JPEG", "sha256": "e4657fad602a57c667a7d6b3690181002ceafeaa46e91402ea4fe8c94b0d944b", "width": 4000, "height": 4000}, "image": "https://arweave.net/BHLU4qmqMwPf2Zde5yrs7hkeJySe24GQiC_BUevMrLY", "image_url": "https://arweave.net/BHLU4qmqMwPf2Zde5yrs7hkeJySe24GQiC_BUevMrLY"}