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  3. Skye

    I'm so sorry!

    By Skye,

    I’ve been missing my letters to Celestia. I’ve had lots going on over the last couple weeks that have been taking me away from any inspiration I had to write. I promise I’ll get back to it soon.
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  4. Skye
    Ah, that’s a very good question! Every year, we do have a formal gathering in the spring for the assembly of families and pairing of new couples. As perytons only breed once a year, it’s important that the right couple gets together and when it does, it’s a very important thing. It’s not unusual for several couples to be paired in ceremony during this time of year.
    It always takes place on the first full moon of the spring and it is an entire night of festivities. There’s no name for the ceremony, we’ve never felt it necessary to call it anything as it’s very private for perytons alone. You would be extremely lucky to witness one and not be a peryton, but you can always tell when one has taken place because we always leave precious stones for the happy new couples and some of them are invariably dropped. So just look for any suspicously rustic campsites littered with random gemstones!
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  5. Skye
    I certainly do have hobbies! Though I don’t really have much space for knicknacks, I occasionally manage to carve small shapes out of discarded bits of wood that happen to intrigue me. In addition, I also pony watch quite a bit - you can learn a lot by observation. Granted, I tend to be at an elevation over the Whitetail Wood where I can’t usually be seen which makes it a little more difficult to know exactly what is going on, it’s still nice to see everyone passing by below. Otherwise, much of the time I’m gathering food and looking for interesting things that occasionally get left behind by their previous owners as they travel through my forest.
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  13. Skye
    jirusstuff:
    cure-krismoth:
    digitalhomos:
    chiakinamami:
    rennysama:
    turntechgodtits:
    jakethesnakeenglish:
    therealladystrider:
    guarddogterror:
    armored-core-twilight:
    I’m stumped acually XD

    Pichu

    dustox

    Er. Wingull?

    klink

    Jigglypuff

    Rotom

    Voltorb, Typhlosion, Ho-Oh, Krokorok

    Ditto

    Litwick

    Snorlaxx - Because there’s no A&E when you’re completely passed out!


  21. Skye
    <img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/980d8563e5f8385fbb508354b5ba9349/tumblr_mnqo7xWCVD1sszhrao1_r2_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>jirusstuff:</p>
    <p>cure-krismoth:</p>
    <p>digitalhomos:</p>
    <p>chiakinamami:</p>
    <p>rennysama:</p>
    <p>turntechgodtits:</p>
    <p>jakethesnakeenglish:</p>
    <p>therealladystrider:</p>
    <p>guarddogterror:</p>
    <p>armored-core-twilight:</p>
    <p>I’m stumped acually XD</p>
    <p><br/>
    Pichu</p>
    <p><br/>
    dustox</p>
    <p><br/>
    Er. Wingull?</p>
    <p><br/>
    klink</p>
    <p><br/>
    Jigglypuff</p>
    <p><br/>
    Rotom</p>
    <p><br/>
    Voltorb, Typhlosion, Ho-Oh, Krokorok</p>
    <p><br/>
    Ditto</p>
    <p><br/>
    Litwick</p>
    <p><br/>
    Snorlaxx - Because there’s no A&E when you’re completely passed out!</p>
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  24. Skye
    derpymedia:


    videomaster21xx:
    thechildof-thetardis:
    ponyboyismyhomeboy:
    ladydeleau:
    someonesthunderboltsomeday:
    lsdandthc:
    skittlezthecat:
    da-sy:
    redvinesgiraffe:
    You were on your way home when you died.
    It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
    And that’s when you met me.
    “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
    “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
    “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
    “Yup,” I said.
    “I… I died?”
    “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
    You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
    “More or less,” I said.
    “Are you god?” You asked.
    “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
    “My kids… my wife,” you said.
    “What about them?”
    “Will they be all right?”
    “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
    You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
    “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
    “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
    “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
    “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
    “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
    You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
    “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
    “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
    “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
    I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
    “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
    “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
    “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
    “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
    “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
    “Where you come from?” You said.
    “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
    “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
    “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
    “So what’s the point of it all?”
    “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
    “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
    I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
    “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
    “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
    “Just me? What about everyone else?”
    “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
    You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
    “All you. Different incarnations of you.”
    “Wait. I’m everyone!?”
    “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
    “I’m every human being who ever lived?”
    “Or who will ever live, yes.”
    “I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
    “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
    “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
    “And you’re the millions he killed.”
    “I’m Jesus?”
    “And you’re everyone who followed him.”
    You fell silent.
    “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
    You thought for a long time.
    “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
    “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
    “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
    “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
    “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
    “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
    And I sent you on your way.
    O_O
    yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.
    Philosophy went to the max right here
    OI SCROLL BACK UP AND READ ALL OF IT!
    I was really intrigued by this
    Whoa.
    THAT IS THE GREATEST THING EVER I THINK I FOUND MY NEW RELIGION: EGGVERSE
    Always reblog.
    Panentheism…  sweet panentheism.
    This makes much sense to me!
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  25. Skye
    frostbackscat:


    mickeymouskovich:
    “Your hair is red. That’s my second favourite colour.”
    “What’s your first favourite colour?”
    “Reflective.”
    “Is that technically a colour though?”
    “It is if I say so. I control words, they don’t control me. Now I imagine you want to touch my muscles. You may want to use both hands, they’re quite large.”
    This is why I want to meet Gaston so bad
    No one can say cheesy lines like Gaston!
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