Imagine if you will, as the album starts, that you’re way out in space looking at the earth and, though it’s impossible to “fall” through space, you start a free fall anyway in the direction of the bright blue marble. For the next 75 minutes you plummet toward the earth, losing more and more perspective on what an abstract and impermanent place our planet is, how predictably we step on the same rakes, slip on the same banana peels over and over again through the ages, quickly becoming more and more immersed in the very messy business of being a human – the dubious privilege of being here, the elusiveness of meaning, true love and its habitual absence, random euphoria and the inexplicable misery of others, truth and its more alluring counterfeits, the sophistication of answers that don’t make any sense, the barbarism of our appetites, lucky breaks and injustice, faith and ignorance, crippling, mind-numbing boredom, and the terror of it all ending too soon. Before you know it, you’ve delicately crash-landed and ﬁnd yourself lying on your back looking up at the stars. If you’re lucky, with someone you love; even if just for a day, a year, a lifetime. Though just an hour has passed you have no recollection of what the earth looked like from the far-ﬂung reaches of space, nor how simple it all seemed a matter of minutes ago.
The sun bear’s powerful claws are built for tearing into termite mounds and rotten wood in search of grubs and insects to eat. But this bear also has a sweet tooth; in Indonesian and Malay they’re also called “beruang madu”, literally meaning “honey bear”. Sun bears are known to love honey, and will fearlessly tear open bee hives to get it. They have an exceptionally long tongue, up to 25 centimetres in length, meant for lapping honey and grubs out of crevices and insect nests.
When Sam was little his favorite stories were Winnie the Pooh, with his stuff teddy in his arms he would curl up beside Dean and listen in awe as his dad read him stories about the bear who loved honey and the bonds of love that never seemed to dull no matter what.
It gave Sam the idea to hug Dean and his dad every chance he got and once he got to know the other hunters he would hug them as well, to let them know that he was thinking about them.
‘This is a hug from me to you, to let you know I am thinking of you, and although I have nothing to say, you know I have thought of you today.’
When Dean started school Sam feared that Dean might meet someone he likes more than him.
“We’ll be friends forever won’t we, Dean?” Sam asked looking up at Dean with pleading eyes.
Only for Sam would Dean respond, “Even longer.”
Sam never forgot his love for Winnie the Pooh or the lessons of love he carried with him even if Dean didn’t understand.
It wasn’t until Cold Oak as Dean waited for the world to burn and end like his had already done did he remember.
If you live to be a hundred, I hope to live hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
“You can’t leave me yet Sammy. You can’t leave me alone, I’m not ready for life without you.”
In that moment Dean knew he would damn the world if it meant he had Sam back.
Lol what is love, is it a noun? Oh it's a verb too right? What does it mean? Oh it's about emotion again right? You silly little humans you are so weak and pitiful.
OK, but love is hateful and destructive. It's very dangerous, you must be stupid to allow it in your life. Be clever and badass like me, despise love, trust me, I am always right.
ok I love you tho
DEAR FRIENDS AND OTHERS, I LOVE JOHN WATSON. I LOVE HIM. LIKE BEARS LOVE HONEY. BECAUSE HE. IS. JOHN. WATSON. A CAPTAIN. A WARRIOR. MY FRIEND. YOU HEAR THAT??? MY FRIEND!!! SO I LOVE HIM. WITH LOVE. LOOK AT HIM SERIOUSLY. ISN'T HE THE IDEAL MAN? LET'S ALL LOVE HIM TOGETHER. BUT ONLY I GET TO TOUCH HIM, STEP ASIDE MARY. LOOK AT HIS SMILE. GOD IS THE GREAT CREATOR. HE CREATED JOHN. AH YES I STARTED BELIEVING IN GOD AFTER I MET JOHN. BECAUSE HE IS JOHN, YOU KNOW. DID I MENTION JOHN BY THE WAY. I LOVE HIM. JOHN. I LOVE JOHN. IN CASE I WASN'T CLEAR...
When I asked for suggestions of pokemon to paint, I was SO DELIGHTED to see Typhlosion - its one of my favorite starters and fire type pokemon, and it takes me back to being 9 years old and seeing that funny, big-nosed fire shrew Cyndaquil turn into a freaking beast
I like to imagine Typhlosion is like a cross between a wolverine and a bear. And LOVES HONEY