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I will stand no matter what strong the blast is.

Astronaut cat with a camera taking pictures on Mars. Surreal digital art.

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Life Salute

a collage by Fran Rodriguez www.lacabezaenlasnubes.com

Art for space lovers.

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No one around for miles… should be fine parked there. Mars exploration painting, acrylic on 11 by 16 inch canvas, 2022.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

Disillusioned Ape Bored Chimps is a humorous meme on the art industry and features planet monkey nft artwork

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

When thinking about sunflowers I came up with this fun design when combined with space... Enjoy ir :)

Researching the space.

we used to live there

Walk through the cosmos.

Up on the hill.

Alone in the cosmos.

Digital art - Surreal space scene with American astronaut and Moon.

I need my space, astronaut surreal collide modern art design.

Walking alone on the land of mars.

A little walk together.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

Alone in the cosmos.

Our place in the stars.

Astronaut lost in space

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

the earth below, a distant sight, A world once familiar and bright. From here in space, it seems so small, A fragile sphere, floating free in thrall. Memories flood of days gone by, When feet were planted, under the sky. Now here I am, alone in space, Longing for the warmth of human grace. "We used to live there," I softly say, Hoping one day we'll find a way To heal the wounds, and make things right, So we can live again in earth's sweet light.

A ride around the planet.