Got Creative Again I Cant Help Myself Too Much ADORAMABLES Here

Got creative again… I can’t help myself… Too much ADORAMABLES here😍😍😍❤❤❤

All of this. All. Of. This.

Maybe it's just my own experience, but I feel like children take naturally to an animist world view.

I remember an incident in which I was dragged out of a restaurant crying over a green crayon which I'd bonded with, and was subsequently forced to abandon.

Then there was the first time I built a campfire. My family was camping next to an English backpacker, who they invited over for smores (he was appropriately horrified by them). I remember asking my father, A Scientist, if fire was alive, and he told me that it was just a chemical reaction. Nevertheless, I was deeply saddened by the idea of letting my fire die.

After I went to bed, the backpacker stayed by my fire and kept it alive all night so that it would be there when I woke up. I still remember this as the most insanely kind thing a stranger has ever done for me.

Okay, I've gotten a bit off topic and am now just rambling about a nice thing someone did for me, but to return to my point, I think I was already an animist as a child. That or I was just a lonely weirdo who tended to get attached to random things...

cultural context via the wisdom of youtube comments

patron request for struggling single mom loki 🐎🐍🐺💀

So shut your eyes Kiss me goodbye And sleep

hit last of the time lords in my rewatch and thinking about Them and also mcr