Innatraea
@Kurokojin
Author, Artist and CEO of Innatraea. VP of H3x/Hunger Fighters non-profit. Vegan. Father. Cannabis Extract Lab Tech. Neurodivergent.
Innatraea Novella Two: Am'ayim releases in four days! I took some creative risks in this novella and I'm excited for people to get their hands on it! 🙏✨👏🔥 Her magic binds peoples’ fates… Can she sail the tides of destiny, or will the seas claim her? Available in ebook,…

Artist David Bowen created an extraordinary project in which he gave a live plant control using its own bioelectrical signals. This is how it looked
Apparently I have to go two of these in a row, because my bro @filhetu is too busy touching grass. Come join us and let's be jidgy about people and their money. Set a reminder for my upcoming Space! x.com/i/spaces/1OyKA…
🌟 Shukar’s Fierce Heart: The Awen’s Light 🌟 Posted by Weaver, Sister Rukmini Thavarajah Greetings, wanderers of Innatraea! Across the lands where fates intertwine, Shukar, a tiny white Awen, shines with unwavering devotion. Her silent tongue, radiant with glowing motes, guards…

#WritingCommunity #readingcommunity Pleased to announce my debut novel SOLD BY MY BROTHER is now available on Kindle Unlimited and Amazon in paperback and hardback. amazon.com/dp/B0DDJ9K7LZ You can always trust your brother…can’t you?
Good morning beautiful people and happy Wednesday! I hope your week has been going well. I know that many are going through rough times, they won't last forever, and may lead to something wholly unexpected. Keep going. "Pain is the soil. Wounds are where your light shines."…

Had to do this again, dolt post when tired, my bro will get a good laugh out of this 👏🔥 Tanati, or "Queen Mother," sold to @247fnpNFT ! Grazithu, this is Rasuken for "thank you (grace)," the language of Royal Seyla; kingdom ruled by the Tanati. 🙏✨
Tanati, or "Queen Mother," sold to @SavageOne67270 ! Grazithu, this is Rasuken for "thank you (grace)," the language of Royal Seyla; kingdom ruled by the Tanati. 🙏✨
Introverts are people of silence & solitude. Quiet mornings. Lazy afternoons. Calm evenings. They don't need much to be happy. Just chill vibes, good hearted people. Books, long walks, movies, some good music. And a whole lot of reflection on meaning & purpose. The little things.
🌿 Tla’fisico tlailli: The Yn’Tuac’s Path of Pain 🌿 Posted by Weaver, Sister Rukmini Thavarajah Greetings, wanderers of Innatraea! In the jungles of Amng’khor, where vines pulse with life, dwell the Yn’Tuac, a tribe whose hearts beat in balance with Ixchel’s fertility and…

Asherah Tree holders edition of Innatraea Novella Two: Am'ayim opens in two days on @AltlantisApp 👀👏🔥 Special digital artwork edition, not available anywhere else, free to my original supporters. 🙏✨📚⛵ altlantis.market/live/Po9iAHJlW…

Good Morning fam and happy #TEZOSTUESDAY ✨ Check my available arts on $XTZ 👇🏻 I would be glad to have your support, because it is very necessary for me now🥹
Hello loves 🥰new portraits 🍦 1/1 and edition portraits 25 to 75 xtz 🍓 objkt.com/@kimia
Hi #NFTCommunitys 👋 I'm Faezeh, Graphic Designer and Digital Artist. 🎨 ✨ If your heart resonates with my arts, stay close.🌈💖
A Mother's Courage In the heart of war-torn Palestine, a mother leads her child through the devastation, embodying the strength and resilience of a people enduring unimaginable hardships. The child clutches a Palestinian flag, a symbol of their unyielding identity and hope. As…
Starvation claimed four more lives in Gaza since dawn today—two of them children—bringing the total to 21 people starved to death in the past 24 hours, and raising the overall famine toll to 90, including 78 children and 12 adults. These are terrifying numbers—Gaza is witnessing…
Good morning beautiful people and happy taco Tuesday! Today is the day. Do that thing you've been putting up, open the door you're afraid of, it's time. "Mae'n bryd siarad â thynged. It's time to speak with fate." -Old Cathyoran Saying

🌫️ Boyid matagh: Sophene’s Sacred Vow 🌫️ Posted by Weaver, Sister Rukmini Thavarajah Greetings, wanderers of Innatraea! In Sophene’s mist-shrouded peaks, where vishapakar statues whisper of dragon gods, I ponder their people’s resolute hearts. Their tongue, flowing like winds…
