The Fall of Social Media for the Rise of Intimate Media
The fall of
social media
for The Rise of Intimate Media.
Five years ago, I undressed for the internet — but not in the way it expected.
While others raced to upload X-rated content for clicks, I had a different vision. I wanted to make art — living, breathing, sensual art.
My vision was simple and a little daring: to explore my bucket list — adrenaline adventures and mythic rituals — dressed in delicate lingerie, or nothing at all.
But I was ahead of the times.
In that first wave of OF popularity, most viewers came expecting something more... mechanical.
Explicitness without elegance.
So my dreamy, art-forward approach was overlooked — or misunderstood.
But some of you saw it.
And to those of you who did — the ones who subscribed, supported, messaged, and kept asking for years if I’d ever release nude art again — this is for you.
Thank you.
You saw the vision before the world caught up.
“The girl is standing, submissive, humble, resigned, with a fatalistic passivity that the painter has very skillfully rendered.” — French Art Critic | The Slave Market (1866) by Jean-Léon Gérôme.
Escape the Feed, Enter the Garden
Out of that early creative tension, a new idea began to grow — not just a platform, but an ecosystem. I envisioned a space where the sexuality of nature could thrive. Where sensuality wasn’t filtered through profit-driven algorithms or cheap dopamine hacks.
I named it Eden.
Not just a garden, but a return to something sacred. Organic. Seductive by design.
I knew nothing about building an app. But the idea still lives — pressurized beneath the surface like a jewel being formed inside the Cave of Wonders.
One day, I’ll open the gates to that garden.
But for now, I invite you into a different wonderland…
Divine Flesh
Hidden deep within my Lunar Mansion, behind a carved doorway veiled in moonlight, there lies a secret chamber —
A sacred temple of the body.
This is Divine Flesh, my private erotic archive.
A members-only sanctuary where the body is unveiled — and so is the soul.
It’s intimate media, not social media.
No algorithms. No likes. Just desire — distilled.
Here’s what you’ll find beyond the paywall:
(Yes, that wall — not quite as famous as China’s or as infamous as Trump’s… but far more satisfying to cross):
Private boudoir and nude photography, curated with artistic intention
Erotic written works, X-rated stories, and raw relationship diaries
Glimpses into moments too sacred, too messy, or too delicious for public sharing
A living archive of my most intimate creative expressions
As I open the doors to this temple, I’ll begin the slow unveiling of my erotic archive by resurrecting the body of content from my early OnlyFans eras — including images from those photoshoots that have never touched the internet.
Each collection will be released in full, no longer piecemeal or scattered behind Pay-Per-View models, but finally experienced as the immersive visual stories they were always meant to be.
All of the writings from my author subscription will also soon find their homes here inside my Lunar Mansion on Lady de Lune, as the need for a separate platform like Ream fades with the rise of this blog.
The most intimate and erotic writings will be tattooed into the body of work that is Divine Flesh.
As this process develops, I’ll begin creating new erotic art as well — shaped by the same intimacy and creative intention.
If you’ve ever wondered what it would feel like to hold the unseen,
If you’ve ever wanted to own the forbidden,
If you’ve followed me before and wanted more...
You know where to find it.
You just have to be willing to go beyond the wall.
Launching June 1, 2025 (b. 1926) in honor of marilyn’s 99th birthday.