Dreaming God

I dreamed a dream that really wasn’t

God said, painting himself blue so I’d know who was who, “we really are going home this time. I promise”

It’s funny how folks will talk about god like he must surely exist but when you tell them you see him or her or them, they suddenly think you’re crazy.



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