Rand Burns Artist/Painter (@crossmonkey) 's Twitter Profile
Rand Burns Artist/Painter

@crossmonkey

A theater in the sky, clouds behold God's everlasting presence in His creation that shares His light on the world around us. NO NFT. NO DM.

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good friday the unexamined life ain’t worth shit you wanna know who you are look at what breaks you then look at what’s still standin after

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good friday went quiet for a reason some storms you don’t post through you ride ‘em now i’m back in the saddle mud on my face fire in my gut and a clear view of what comes next

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good saturday 250 years of grit sacrifice and unshakable will born in a fight for freedom forged through every battle since the army didn’t just defend a nation it built one every uniform worn every life given every oath sworn that’s the backbone of this land and it still stands

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good sunday a real father don’t just teach you how to stand he shows you what it means to be a man to carry weight without complainin to protect without braggin to lead without ever needin the spotlight that kind of strength shapes the world in silence

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Of Summertime Clouds, Puddles And Flowers, 24 x 20”, painting on canvas. Reflecting the sky above, a small puddle sits still after a brief summertime shower. Flowers awaken from the needed rain and birds sing in the distant woods.

Of Summertime Clouds, Puddles And Flowers, 24 x 20”, painting on canvas. Reflecting the sky above, a small puddle sits still after a brief summertime shower. Flowers awaken from the needed rain and birds sing in the distant woods.
Joe Wonderland (@wonderlandjoe) 's Twitter Profile Photo

no storm can fell a great oak but rot from within will bring it down it don’t snap in the wind it dies slow hollowed by what it let slide