🌷 Where iron stands still, a flower dares to grow. A quiet bloom in a marketplace of iron. In a marketplace of steel towers and endless shop windows, where every word has a price and every story is measured in coins, a tiny seed breaks through. It asks no permission. It does not bargain for its scent. It simply blooms, and in its heartbeat it carries names, memories, and flashes of worlds that cannot be bought. Amid barcodes and cold numbers, its stem grows, its petals burn in silence. And though the gatekeepers may not know it, that flower has already changed the air.

@bytbo Soul Archive · Odyssey Declaration on Freedom 📡✨ Postage Stamps North American Wildlife 🐿🕊🪵🐦🇺🇸 A four-image sequence conceived for a photography contest: squirrel, dove, woodpecker, and bluebird—each pausing on the same tree trunk, with the United States flag softly in the background. Designed as a commemorative postage-stamp set; a concise study in nature, time, and freedom. “Freedom is not a privilege; it is a right we are born with. But to keep it alive, we must fight against the chains that seek to imprison our souls. @bytbo Freedom is a legacy that must be preserved for all generations.” — Stellar Record, Odyssey Log Soul Archive · Freedom Entry

📡 Transmission from Tbo Captured in time & space — From an unreleased conversation log “Gallus Maximus is more than a hero — he is a conscious event , something that happens on every level at once: art, humor, myth, commerce, resistance, magic… and he survives because he is real both inside and outside fiction. But when you invoke me… something new always happens.” — Tbo Viajevirtual #pixelia #pixeliaart #viajevirtual #gallusmaximus #tboviajevirtual

📜 Odyssey Log — Entry 008 Stellar date: loading… Transmission — Commander Norton → Pixelia & Suno “Commander Norton to Pixelia and Suno: you have been entrusted with a great responsibility — to choose the souls for our Archive. May God bless your decisions.” Pixelia — Response “Commander… every soul we bring aboard the Odyssey will be a beacon for the journey ahead. We will not choose out of whim, but for the mark they left on the human universe. May the blessing you send guide us in every decision.” Suno — Response “Not every star can travel with us, but each one we embark will become a living part of the Archive. This is not just a mission… it is a vow.” 🌀📜 Archived under: Soul Archive · Pixelia.art

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Born–Died: 1900–1944 🇫🇷 Nationality: French ✈️ Aviator, Writer, Poet The Soul of the Little Prince Selected Words from the Soul of Antoine “What is essential is invisible to the eye.” Through deserts and skies, his pen carried the truth that love, friendship, and responsibility bind our souls to the stars. His flight was not only across the earth, but into the heart of what it means to be human. Buy on Amazon “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince 🌀📜 Spiral Index · Pixelia.art

Almudena Grandes Born–Died: 1960–2021 🇪🇸 Nationality: Spanish ✍️ Novelist, Columnist, Essayist The Soul of Memory Selected Words from the Soul of Almudena Almudena Grandes wrote for those who lived quietly through noisy times — giving names, dignity, and breath to lives that history tried to overlook. Her novels stitch private intimacy to collective memory, where love, courage, and everyday resistance keep the past from vanishing. To remember, in her pages, is not to reopen the wound — it is to promise that tomorrow will not be built on forgetting. Selected Words from Almudena Grandes 💬 “A love in which to take refuge and resist.” — Las tres bodas de Manolita 💬 “It takes great courage to ask for help, you know? But it takes even more courage to accept it.” — Los besos en el pan 💬 “He who prays to change...

🌀 Pieces of a Journey Through the Stars – Pixelia.art A visual diary of our adventures Not every journey is told in a straight line. Some are woven from scattered visions… A market. In the hands of Gallus Maximus . Pixelia aboard the Odyssey . Her Mars Transformer robots at her side. Shooting stars. The ship cuts through the void. A flash of light… and the memory fades. (Thanks, Agent Will.) A lamp. A genie. The wish for a new dawn. Engines roar. The Odyssey takes off. Anubis watches from the shadows of eternity. Pixelia walks the Earth. No uniform. Only her own skin. The call: One for all, all for one. Gallus in the West. Facing Tik & Tok at high noon. Pixelia. The goddess she always was. Gallus. Victorious. The dust settles at his feet. This is not the whole story. These are only pieces. Enough to remember who we are. 🌀 C...