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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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alex samuels
Untitled // By Nathan Dumlao
Here’s my new song!
I think it’s silly
to believe in god
too much or too little
but I don’t believe
when I see manikins
or plastic in the the ocean
but faithful wind
rips right through me
when I see the sun through a stain glass window
or a young escorting an old lady across the sheet
or a woodpecker at work
under an early evening moon
or when she talks to me
with those gigantic eyes
I believe in god sometimes
whenever he decides to be real again
St Michaels Mount | Cornwall🌊
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Selkirk mountains, Revelstoke, British Columbia, Canada
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kevin hense
Lake effect clouds forming / sky's darkening | DIsnowshoe
jason scottish
Portree, United Kingdom by Agnieszka Mordaunt
Do you think there’s a god?
Well, she says
I think he leaves the minute you say his name
But you can find him in the night under the stars
Or on a crowded bus if it’s raining
he doesn’t care what you call him
And he doesn’t like the songs at church
He likes punk rock music and Brazilian jazz
And he smokes cigarettes and drinks too much
God loves your naked nothing
Walking home from Trader Joe’s
Carrying dreams that are too heavy for you
Taking a salt bath
At the end of a long morning
God likes to go swimming
In motel pools
And hates factories but loves the worker
God doesn’t go by his name
He answers to the wind
And you can hear him now
If you’re quiet enough
Cheering you on
Like an Irish football match
He’s in the tambourine
And in the sweat of your sin
He loves you as you are
Dirty and forgiven
Leonard Cohen by Gijsbert Hanekroot