

I'm Not Your JesusIm Not Your JesusI'm Not Your Jesus
Im not your Jesus I didnt die for all your sins Dont consider me your messiah, your hero, your saviour, your rescuer You dont give yourself enough credit. Find strength within Dont honour me, worship me, or hold me high It gets cold up here and also kinda lonely and Id rather be on the ground beside you. Dont hold my words higher than all others Im no great poet, philosopher, great master Im just me Dont think me perfect, infallible, beyond reproach I make mistakes too, my shit stinks an


Sacred PlaceSacred PlaceSacred Place
Rising sun Sparkling morning dew Fragrant grassy meadows Beckon me and you
Whispering breeze Cooling sensation Brings us back To this forest nation
Woodland grove We share this place Preserve this land Our sacred space
Honour with peace Universal love We're all the same When seen from above
Christina May 1, 2007
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Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect. It means you have looked beyond the imperfections.
Art is running away without ever leaving home.
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