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Good vibes only. It really grinds my gears and my gears are becoming unaligned.
We post our life on our social media, its not the life that we are currently living but an image of what it should be. A dream of a life but no life.

We pretend that we are together in this but we are fragmented into little pieces, call it bubbles. We argue, berate and bully each other online as if we figured out our own life. In reality we are all scared, trying to navigate this fast paced reality that we are in. We understand so little and have big opinions. 

Weve become addicted to small dopamine hits. Self worth through likes and shares. Constant narcissism to prove to the world that youre something. Its an endless cycle of scrolling that diminishes your being and self esteem.

Yes we are together in this. We all feel this. Its our reality after all. A reality that we barely understand. A reality where we get numb on the endless consumption of content that we dont care about. 

All hail the machine. 
All hail the algorithm.
All hail the Thicc.


Together Through Thick And Thicc

I dream to dream.
Cant remember whats real.

I walk and talk.
The leaves surround me.

I love and laugh.
I kiss and touch.
This used to be familiar.

I crave life.
I crave my freedom.

The calm dream of a dreamer.
The slow burning blissful storm.
Thunders from the ground below me.

Was it just a distant memory?
Did we happen?
Did I happen?

The cure is bound.
To free us from the Alzheimer's curse.

Absent Dreamer

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Lazy,
Excuses, executions.
Convenience's curse. 

Lack of action, complaining.
No vision and no patience.
Couch relocating.
Couch swapping.
Positions locking.

The pact has been sealed.
The professional procrastinator.
The promise breaker.

Short life raft.
Maybe this poem is just a draft.

Well...I will fix it later.

The Potato Syndrome

This is a collaboration with the amazing Francien Krieg. 

Original oil painting done by Francien.
VFX, Compositing & color grading done by Gassan. 

We are in a constant battle with our body and our age. We are fascinated with death, yet its our greatest fear. Grief is a natural part of life. All of us will experience it one way or another, whether its caused by the death of a loved one or facing your own end.

You could lose yourself in grief, you could lose all that you stand for in grief, sometimes you grieve because you lost yourself. It comes in all shapes, sizes and forms. A mixed bag of emotions, storming inward and outward. 

Anger, the worst emotion of them all, the destructive fury that burns everything in its path.

Francien Krieg is an artist from the Netherlands. Shes been an artist for the past 20 years.
To find out more about Franciens work, check out her website: https://linktr.ee/francienkrieg

The music is made by SHAVGASS (My band)
You can check out our music at any music streaming service that you use.

Stages Of Grief

Holidays

Celebrating the holidays with my NFT Friends and Family. 


Holidays 2022

TheSpiritBox

The Wanderer glides slowly from his Blood Moon looming in the night sky. Cold touch upon the earth, a sign of excess vanity pleasing to his ego. Though he knows not for whom he wanders, their presence is felt and the stalking begins. The feast of fear to nourish himself would be the prize.

Night Wanderer #13/100

Gassan Aqel

Horizontal pressure.  
Vertical and sideways.  
Catching your breath is a luxury.  
Collecting your thoughts is a blessing.  
The speed of everything intensing.  
The love around me is diminishing.  
Desperate and stretched.  
Measuring my sanity daily.  
All because the algorithm, the infinite cycle of data.