{"date": "2025-05-25T18:42:34.963Z", "name": "Lord, If You Still Love Me… Give Me a Sign", "tags": ["Illustration", "digitalart", "digitalpainting"], "symbol": "OBJKT", "formats": [{"uri": "ipfs://QmXLUcAhtJdjXTN6x9BDXbzkVDE7jhuJk5cLx6wZmZ8w4B", "fileName": "IMG_6145.jpeg", "fileSize": "2135264", "mimeType": "image/jpeg", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "7777x7777"}}, {"uri": "ipfs://QmeUqKCSWfygREg2SdTnmKrF7iukqwcG3cLkRRP8HLV3qv", "fileName": "thumbnail_IMG_6145.jpg", "fileSize": "16887", "mimeType": "image/jpeg", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "350x350"}}], "creators": ["tz1TQLTrasjakNNfkKQMZs6BAuw1h3mefkC2"], "decimals": "0", "displayUri": "ipfs://QmXLUcAhtJdjXTN6x9BDXbzkVDE7jhuJk5cLx6wZmZ8w4B", "artifactUri": "ipfs://QmXLUcAhtJdjXTN6x9BDXbzkVDE7jhuJk5cLx6wZmZ8w4B", "description": "I. The Inquiry\n\nMy life is at such a point\nthat the only one who’d support my decisions\nwould be Kanye West.\nThe hoopoe now pushes itself forward in a cage,\nand that crow—speaks logically.\nI know the answer;\nstill, I keep asking questions.\n\nOh God,\nwhy all of this?\nI tried to be the child You love,\nfrom the darkness of night\nto the soft brightness of morning.\n\nI loved You like I loved my father.\nTrusted You as if You were my true love.\nDon’t You love me?\nWasn’t I blown from Your breath?\nLike a ney flute,\nfrom diaphragm to lips,\nthen turning into a whisper—\nmy self.\nMe.\n\n\nII. The Fall\n\nHow much deeper can one go?\nWhere is the very bottom?\nWill this free fall last\nuntil my skin peels away and disappears?\nCrashing into edges,\nlower, even lower…\n\nWhile painting, I saved myself,\nagain and again,\nfrom myself.\n\nBut now,\nclear waters are not missing.\nFrom my eyes to my cheeks,\nthe Iguazu Falls.\nThe Devil’s Throat—\non my face.\n\nThose I loved.\nThose who loved me.\nMy talents.\nMy soul that carries the essence of life.\nYour sacred kiss\nnot pushing,\nbut landing\nright in the middle of my chest.\n\nMy armor of steel and concrete\nis now crooked,\nbroken.\nLike my spine—\nhalf\ncrippled\nin pain.\n\nThe barren land where I erected angel altars,\nfilled with stops I wished and begged for.\nAnd now I beg from You:\nYou know what’s on my mind.\nIn the voice of Klaus Meine:\nNo!\n\n", "mintingTool": "https://teia.art/mint", "thumbnailUri": "ipfs://QmeUqKCSWfygREg2SdTnmKrF7iukqwcG3cLkRRP8HLV3qv", "isBooleanAmount": false, "shouldPreferSymbol": false}