Diaries of an astronaut

I am space, in all of its darkness and infinite greatness. I have traveled and created these lives, these loves, and these memories…millions of years ago. You have traveled to me, been threw me and seen yourself. For now, I reside on this earth, in the present moment, now, learning to love myself again, still waiting to meet you here, but not in space, there is nothing more for me out there at this moment. Once our universes collide again into another black whole, then the stars will know what love is…only then will i return to space, back into myself…

I just wish I could talk to you right now, hear your voice and tell you all the fucked up things going on in my life…

dancingfromtheashes:

deepblueneptune:

Chief August West of Tribe Dark Star. 

Passed along from @joshrussell85 from places a far.

Me

dancingfromtheashes:

deepblueneptune:

Chief August West of Tribe Dark Star.

Passed along from @joshrussell85 from places a far.

Me

(Source: bymattreynolds)