MOTHER OF PORTALS SHE HOLDS THE CHILD LIKE SHE’S HIDING HIM FROM THE FUTURES STARING THROUGH THE GLASS. THE PORTALS DON’T ASK PERMISSION—THEY JUST OPEN AROUND HER. NOT SAINTS. BOOK II: THE REMNANT WING.

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THE TREE THAT BURNED AND SPOKE THE FLAME OPENS A HEART IN THE TREE, A WOUND BIG ENOUGH FOR TIME TO SLIP THROUGH. THE ONLOOKERS PRETEND THIS IS JUST ANOTHER MIRACLE. THE TREE DOESN’T PRETEND ANYTHING. NOT SAINTS. BOOK II: THE REMNANT WING.

CARRYING THE SUNS THE WATER BENEATH THEM TREMBLES, AND THE OCEAN ABOVE BENDS LOW, LISTENING. THEY HAUL THEIR STOLEN SUNS FORWARD AND SET EACH BURDEN IN PLACE LIKE MEN ORGANIZING A NEW DAWN. NOT SAINTS. BOOK II: THE REMNANT WING.

Gm to all those who love Art on Bitcoin! 🧡 THE LIVING MARBLE THE BEEHIVES HAVE MOVED ON, BUT THEIR GIFT REMAINS: MARBLE WARMING INTO LIVING MATTER. THE FIRST STATUTE STIRS, TESTING MUSCLE WHERE STONE USED TO BE. THE SECOND LEANS TOWARD THE DOORWAY, SENSES ALREADY REACHING

Not Saints by Artifishal (Not Saints) has achieved full signal, with over $10,500 in bids and an average bid/spot of $105. With still over three weeks left for bidding, this is shaping up to be a very exciting launch!

Three weeks left to go. Ordinals are still here. They never left. Art on Bitcoin. #ordinals

THE ARCHITECTS OF ORBIT NOT SAINTS. BOOK IV: I AM A SURFER.

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🪽 NOT SAINTS RARITY & TRAITS DEEP DIVE (Part 2b of 2) 🪽 At the core of Not Saints Not Saints are two interlocking trait systems: Persona and Taxonomy. Persona operates both literally and symbolically. It is the surface through which a presence is read—the role, lineage, or

THE PANELS REMEMBER PEACE THE PANELS OPEN SLOWLY, REVEALING ONE CONTINUOUS PEACE TAUGHT TO ITSELF THROUGH REPETITION. YET THE RED TREE REMAINS UNABSORBED— AN AUTUMN THAT HAS OUTLIVED ITS WEATHER, KEEPING WATCH IN A ROOM WITHOUT TIME. NOT SAINTS.  BOOK IV: I AM A SURFER.

Artifishal Diary Entry, December 20, 2025: Releasing Not Saints Not Saints, my fifth art collection inscribed on Bitcoin and the largest so far at 133 works, has led me to pause and take stock of how the work is unfolding. I keep returning to the same thought: repeating

FOR JIM MORRISON. --- THE DOORS (BREAK ON THROUGH) THE DOORS APPEARED AFTER THE WAR STOPPED. NOT LEADING ANYWHERE. JUST STANDING. ONE SIDE HELD WHAT REMAINED. THE OTHER SHOWED WHAT COULD STILL BE IMAGINED. SOME STEPPED THROUGH AND DID NOT COME BACK. SOME REFUSED AND WERE

THE THEATRE OF THE AFTERLIFE SOMETHING FELL FROM ABOVE. NOT CONFETTI. NOT ASH. BUT THE REMAINDER OF A MUSICAL RHYTHM THAT HAD ALREADY PASSED THROUGH. THE STAGE DID NOT ASK WHO THEY HAD BEEN. ONLY WHETHER THEY COULD KEEP TIME WITH WHAT REMAINED. THIS WAS CALLED THE AFTERLIFE

AFTERFORMS THEY BECAME GOLD NOT AS OBJECTS BUT AS EVENTS REPEATED TO THE POINT OF STILLNESS NOT SAINTS.  BOOK V: THE THEATRE OF THE AFTERLIFE.

Approach to the ART Horizon

When Empires Burn, Something Quieter Begins NOT SAINTS by Artifishal 🪽 Not Saints

The Light Falls Like Something Alive. Whatever Is Coming Has Already Chosen Them. FEAST OF STARS from NOT SAINTS by Artifishal Not Saints Lowkey Ordinal Maxi Biz (OMB) Vibes!

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