Mike Driver

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@megan-driscoll13
Suprise! After all the Moon isn’t really gray 🌒🎨
We’ve been looking at it wrong this whole time.
With the right filters, it lights up with:
🔵 titanium blues
🟠 volcanic oranges
⚫ iron-rich terrain
These shots from Artemis II proves it.
I tell her,
I can't stand to be alone again.
Sat willing the clouds to wane.
Tracing the stars,
The tea leaves,
Divining her return.
I tell her,
To take off her shoes, her coat,
Her mask.
I ask her to sit here,
And hold my hand
and if you love, love their darkness too, not just their light.
Heavy on this
𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢
. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧˚
i want to be the final person you love.
some loser: humans are innately selfish creatures
my psych book:
As someone who's worked newborn nurseries in my pediatrics unit, can confirm.
Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.
Janet Fish, Glass and Shells, 1990. Oil on canvas.
“What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer; one day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sound of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants brass fronted impudence; your shout of liberty and equality, hallow mockery; your prayers and hyms [sic], your sermons and thanks-givings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are to him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy – a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States, at this very hour.”
— Frederick Douglass (1818-1895), from a speech given at Rochester, New York, July 5, 1852.
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