✧ Juliette Xanthe Young ✧

Space Habitat Designer | Architect of the Cosmic Unknown | Harbinger of Spiritual Awakening
In the quiet hum of the universe—where the stars wink and whistle, and black holes croon lullabies—I found myself, or was found to be. 🌌

It all started with a dream. Not a dream that you forget when you get out of bed, but a dream that breaks into your soul and leaves a glowing mark that no one can erase. I was floating in space, weightless yet connected to something larger and much older than myself. A voice—was it my voice?—boomed: "You are the bridge between worlds."
I woke up with trembling hands. The drawings that I had written in my sleep weren't just designs they were maps. Maps of homes-cum-habitat that would allow humanity to dwell among stars; where walls could breathe and ceilings could cry starlight. 🪐✨

But it is not about the space, and not even about the space within. The moment I stepped off of a concrete foundation and onto a cosmic one, it all became crystal clear: We are not designing homes we are designing altars. Altars for the spirit's next migration.
They call me a designer. A visionary. A mystery. (I've been called worse). But it's just a label, and like gravity, you eventually learn to defy them.

Here, in the liminal space between science and spirit, I manifest dreams into steel and silence into sound. Every arc, corridor—a prayer. Every airlock, an invitation.
Come closer, let me show you what happens when the universe leans in and listens. 🔮
(Or don't, some doors are only meant for those who hear the knock.)

✧ Not all who wander are lost, some are just waiting for the stars to align.✧