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Target, Tumblr, and Blog: daisy-pooh: it would happen sooner or later
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it would happen sooner or later

daisy-pooh: it would happen sooner or later

Being Alone, Friends, and Hello: firesuns: spirituallyminded: It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore. “Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh. “Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet,” said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice. “We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.” Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.” Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house. Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?” “We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.” “Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better. Because Pooh and Piglet were There. No more; no less. ~ Kathryn Wallace
Being Alone, Friends, and Hello: firesuns:

spirituallyminded:

It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore.
“Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh.
“Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet,” said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice.
“We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.”
Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.”
Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.
Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?”
“We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.”
“Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.
Because Pooh and Piglet were There. No more; no less.
~ Kathryn Wallace

firesuns: spirituallyminded: It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats...

Jesus, Space, and Time: SAFELY ENDANGERED SWEET JESUS, PoOH THAT'S NOT HONEY YOU'RE EATING the balance of space and time The b̫̱̟̟͚̪̝̖a͏͉͍̣̝͓̳̣̯͟ĺ̵̥̥̗̗a̵̸҉͙͎ņ̮̭ć̵͇̭͎̜̥̥e̘̰͈͜͡ has been o̢͍̣̯̫͕͚̤͙͝b̷̷̰̞̭͚̖͉͞s̞͇͜t̢͔͓̕r̘̱͚̜͓̣͎̤͞u̦̜̯̗̹c̤̤͎̭͎t͏̤̺͉̻̘͎e̢͈͖͔̤̪͎d̵̀ͅ
Jesus, Space, and Time: SAFELY ENDANGERED
 SWEET JESUS, PoOH
 THAT'S NOT HONEY
 YOU'RE EATING
 the balance of space
 and time
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The b̫̱̟̟͚̪̝̖a͏͉͍̣̝͓̳̣̯͟ĺ̵̥̥̗̗a̵̸҉͙͎ņ̮̭ć̵͇̭͎̜̥̥e̘̰͈͜͡ has been o̢͍̣̯̫͕͚̤͙͝b̷̷̰̞̭͚̖͉͞s̞͇͜t̢͔͓̕r̘̱͚̜͓̣͎̤͞u̦̜̯̗̹c̤̤͎̭͎t͏̤̺͉̻̘͎e̢͈͖͔̤̪͎d̵̀ͅ