Each Layer of Ice | Phuong Le Memo

Letter from Phuong Le:

"Hello guys,

I don't know, this poem has kindda odds feelings when I heard it again over time. I wrote the poem in November 24, 2022 with pen name Mai Ly. It's silly piece when I wrote this for nothing but expressing my love with my crush who is my husband now.

I feel pain in my every poetry. This one has a little sweet somehow. But yea, my style and vibe are something you cannot read with the eyes and brain but heart and wounded souls.

Sometimes, I feel like giving up on this poetry career. Like, everyone said it's useless. However, people come to me day by day just to enjoy my poetry.

And you know what, I can't breathe without writing out my poetry. I just can't.

I encourage you guys show your arts to the world. Keep them to yourself alone never will be what you truly want as an artist.

Open up, share your vulnerable. It's hard but brave.

Okay, I hope you guys enjoy my poetry. It has a digital wall art version for you to download, print it and decor your room.

It has been designed by me with various sizes so you don't need to worry about anything.

Okay, if you're an poet, grab my poetry, and then open a store just like mine. You know what, it's the wise choices when you value other's artist arts, you will have completely different mindset that your arts have value, too.

And you offer your arts to the world which is very beautiful things to do in your life.

With love,

Phuong Le."

Each Layer of Ice. People, we humans, we are truly the creation of nature. We don’t just communicate through words. You come, you read, you watch, you see, you hear, and you act. All through emotion.

I’ve been a bit surprised at how Each Layer of Ice relates to me, with the love Phuong has given. Poetry is the most beautiful way for her to express it, to send it into another’s mind. My mind connects with hers through her poems. The Layer of Ice linked to me exactly on the day she mentioned. I felt it, I saw it, the flowers falling in the wind, the cold of winter. The power to store feelings is impressive, as always.

Life is not just about words. We are complicated creatures. You can feel the emotion of the writer in their words.

It is real. It makes the words feel alive. Every coincidence we’ve faced. Even now, as you read every word I write, or when you dive deep into a poem, it is because you can imagine it, you can feel it, you can connect with me or her. Each Layer of Ice, in the present time and the coming era, carries this connection. Yet this connection is fading within us. When words are written by AI, fulfillment becomes cold like steel. But connection, the true gold, has existed even before AI. Words can bring you wealth, bring romance, make you a better version of yourself, and direct your concerns. But when people stop using words that elevate them, their values and concerns fade, making them no more imagination.

That is why Phuong expresses and leaves her feelings in words, in art. As an artist, it is her mission, her calling to project the depth of her soul. To create a world filled with heartfelt individuals who inspire, who tell their stories, who express their emotions. Each of us comes into this world without knowing that it has been created for our success. Every system, every product we create is meant to lead humanity toward prosperity. Poetry and art directly reach your mind. You could be extremely rich, but if your mind is trapped by odd feelings you can’t explain, you till feel unfulfilled.

We create art, we create poems, so you can fulfill a life that connects you with those around you. The world we are heading toward has more capacity, allowing more of us to survive. But that doesn’t mean happiness will increase. It’s becoming colder, with less emotion for most people. We will crave luxurious experiences that is what will separate us forever.

Today, I communicate with you through my feelings and my words. It’s a calling.

A calling for you to learn more, to feel more about this wonderful life. To discover what makes you feel alive, what expands your language, what allows you to dive deeper into yourself. So you can create fulfillment that makes you feel worthy in this short term of life.

Tomorrow, life may not feel as short anymore. But one day is still one day, counted as a day you truly live, not just survive in a world that expands every day. The poem you invest in today shapes your tomorrow, pushing you toward a greater goal, fulfilling the reason you came into this world.

The more you understand, the more you immerse yourself in connection, bringing you closer to your true purpose. When you reach that, you will no longer see any day as wasted. You will value every minute in this wonderful world.

This is an invitation to join the same world with us. Step away from the unfulfilling world, the world where you don’t feel alive, no matter how much you achieve. Let poetry be a part of the people around you. Let them live with it too. They will connect with you, with us. A connection stronger than anything else.

Just like me, the first time I found her poetry. I connected with her beyond the mundane world, sharing with her the deepest part of my heart.

For the first time, I knew I wouldn’t have to be alone.

(Ironically, her page is called “Writing For Your Loneliness.” Lol.)

When you bring Each Layer of Ice into your space, it doesn’t just hang there. It breathes, it watches, it waits for the right moment to reveal itself. 

The presence of the words alone carries weight, shifting the atmosphere like an unseen force.

In a quiet home, it becomes a companion. The kind of presence that lingers when the night is still, when your thoughts slow down just enough for meaning to slip through. You stand before it, letting your eyes trace each line, and suddenly, the world outside feels distant. The words mirror something inside you, something you hadn’t put into words yet. A thought unfinished, an emotion unnamed. And in that moment, it is as if the poem is speaking to you alone.

In the middle of a gathering, Each Layer of Ice is the spark that turns small talk into real conversation. Someone notices it, pauses, reads, and suddenly, there is a shift. Words exchanged become more than pleasantries. They take on depth. Stories are shared, emotions unearthed. A stranger becomes a friend. A friend becomes a confidant. Poetry, in its silent way, opens doors between people that nothing else can.

But beyond emotion, there is power.

A meeting. A negotiation. A deal on the line. The energy in the room is tense, calculated. Then, the poem catches someone’s eye. It lingers in their mind, breaking through the rigid logic of business. A reminder of something deeper, vision, purpose, the bigger picture. The conversation softens, shifts. A connection is formed not just through numbers but through understanding. The deal is done, not because of pressure but because of clarity.

This is what Each Layer of Ice does. It transforms the way people interact with the world. It is a reminder, a bridge, a force that calls people to something greater.

It doesn’t just exist in the background of life. It shapes it. It makes you think. It makes you feel. It makes you aware of what truly matters.

It makes you remember.

That life is not just about movement but meaning.

That success is not just about wealth but wisdom.

That youth is not just about age but energy.

That the future is not just about progress but purpose.

And in an age where AI writes, speaks, and creates, there is still one thing it cannot replicate. True human connection.

That is what Phuong Le Memo gives you.

That is why this poetry exists.

That is why you are here.

When Each Layer of Ice finds its place in your life, it does not merely exist. It transforms, it resonates, it breathes with you.

It stands in your home, not just as an artwork but as a quiet force, shifting your perception in ways you don’t realize at first. You walk past it in the morning, coffee in hand, and something about the words lingers. A line catches your eye in the soft daylight, meaning something different than it did last night. It grows with you, changing as you change, revealing deeper layers of itself as you peel away your own.

At a party, it becomes the unspoken connection between strangers. A guest notices it, drawn to the weight of its words, and suddenly, conversation turns from the ordinary to the profound. They ask about it, and without realizing it, you are speaking from your soul. The poetry does what it was meant to do—bridge the gap between people, between minds, between hearts. It is not just an ornament; it is a key.

In a moment of solitude, it becomes a mirror. A reflection of thoughts you could never quite grasp until now. You sit with it, eyes tracing each phrase, and something shifts within you. The realization is subtle but profound, a quiet unraveling of what you thought you knew. This poetry does not give you the answers. It unlocks the ones already within you.

And in the world of business, where deals are sealed with logic and strategy, it is a silent reminder of something greater. A partner sits across from you, eyes skimming over the framed poem on your wall. They pause, something in them stirs. In that moment, there is an unspoken understanding. You are not just a businessman. You are a visionary. The contract is signed, not because of pressure but because of trust. Poetry has done what numbers could not, it has built a bridge between human minds.

This is the power of Each Layer of Ice. It is not just art. It is a presence. It is an invitation. It is a shift in energy, a whisper of truth in a world that often forgets to feel.

It does not promise eternal youth, but it reminds you how to live fully.

It does not guarantee wealth, but it aligns you with the mindset of abundance.

It does not dictate your future, but it sharpens your vision to create it.

Phuong Le Memo does not just create for the sake of creation. She creates to awaken.

To break through the layers of illusion, the mental cages, the unseen chains that hold you back.

You stand at the edge of the unknown, staring at the vastness before you. The air is thick with the weight of your past, the echoes of everything you've been told, everything you’ve believed about who you are, what you can do, where you belong. But here, with Each Layer of Ice, those voices start to fade. The chains loosen. The world tilts.

You step forward, uncertain at first, but the words carved into the art catch you, hold you, speak to you. They are not just sentences. They are portals. They pull you into the depths of your own mind, into places you’ve never dared to explore. They tell you the truths you’ve always known but have been too afraid to say out loud. You are limitless.

The room changes. The people around you shift. Some will look at the poetry and feel nothing. They will see only words. But then there are the others. The ones who feel it in their bones. The ones who stop mid-conversation, mid-thought, because something inside them is cracking open. These are your people. The ones you’ve been searching for. And now, they are here. Drawn to the same force that has shaped you.

You start to see the world through new eyes. You become unshakable. You recognize that wealth is not just money, youth is not just skin, power is not just dominance. True power is perception. True wealth is clarity. True youth is the fire that never dies within you.

Phuong Le Memo does not just create. She transforms. She speaks the language of your soul, the one buried under years of conditioning. She lifts the veil, peels back the layers, tears down the illusions.

She does not ask if you are ready.

She knows you are.

And now, so do you.

You wake up differently now. The air tastes sharper, the light spills through your window in a way you have never quite noticed before. The rhythm of your day has shifted, subtly at first like a whisper threading through your thoughts, then all at once like a tide pulling you deeper into yourself.

And as you hold this treasure, as you make it yours, know this:

It has always been yours.

By stepping into this space, you accept what has already been written.

You meow. To meow is to bring something home that was always meant to be yours.

They are treasures. Artworks. Fragments of something timeless. 

Digital pieces exist as Digital Items, with each “Item” signifying a single Meow unless otherwise specified.

NFTs are born to register authenticity and uniqueness, fulfilling the desire to resell my art but under token form with the exact same feelings. You own the token only, not the art. You vote with your heart. This NFT does not grant copyright, commercial rights, or permission to modify, reproduce, or mass-produce the artwork. 

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By meowing, you agreed. No copies. No alterations. No reshaping of what was already whole unless granted express permission from the artist. Majestic Believer, this is the pinky promise. 

We fully expect, with 100% certainty, that you comprehend the story behind each artwork and use it as an inspiration to create your wealth.

✨ Meow it now, my Majestic Believers! ✨

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