His voice has improved immensely over the past 5 years, but it still not does compare to the one that grabs my heart and squeezes it to a bloody pulp…
Watching the Korra premiere made me really emotional about Aang. And I thought about how he must have taken Tenzin around the world, just like Tenzin wanted to take Korra, and shown him all the Air Temples. And I thought about how special that must have been for the both of them. Because Tenzin’s always picked on by his older siblings, but now he gets to spend all this time with his dad, the coolest dad in the world, and he gets to see all this history and bond with his dad more than his other siblings probably ever got to.
I can’t think of a single person in the world who would have been more psyched to be a dad than Aang, someone who didn’t get to grow up with his own parents. And I bet he was a great dad. And while he loved all his children beyond belief, I bet he had a special connection to Tenzin. Because Tenzin was the only airbender he got to meet since he was unfrozen. The only one. And he got to teach his youngest son not only airbending, but Air Nomad culture and tradition and I bet they baked fruit pies together just like he used to with Monk Gyatso and I bet they played air ball and raced on air scooters and flew on gliders and I can’t imagine how close they must have been.
And now Tenzin wants that with Korra, to teach her everything that Aang taught him on that journey together. Not just because he loves Korra as his own, but because he wants to feel that connection to the dad he must miss desperately. And maybe he feels like he owes Aang for the vital wisdom he passed on and maybe he feels like he can pay him back by passing it on to his reincarnation.
I just hope Korra gives him that chance.
sorry for the rant enjoy the painting (old aang and young tenzin wooh)
Holy shit this gets deep.
1) What goes up must come down.
2) The higher you are, the harder you fall.
3) Movies you’ve wanted to see for a long time can help you tread water.
My thoughts of you will not cloud my mind tonight.
I choose to ignore them and get some sleep.
And I mean that title with the utmost of respect.
I’ve been a denizen of this fair[ly crappy] city my entire life, in one way or another. I spent some time in LA during college, but don’t worry, I got over it. The one thing, though, that I’ve consistently heard from around the US is that New York is a rude city.
This is, I feel, based on a fundamental misunderstanding of what this place is.
I remember the first once I got, ever. Everyting except the specifics.
I was on my aunt and uncle’s sofa, awake at 4 AM and some information about him came to me. It was crystal clear, an awakening to his character in a sense. I was happy at my realization. Whatever the specific point I pinned down was, I no longer know.
I had another late night epiphany tonight. It was also about you - how I see you.
I wrote a play two years ago. There was a character named Nobody. That was you. You never clearly saw his face, as if it were trying to be erased. You were not in the entire play. The first half of the play was mostly about getting over you - How I had gotten over you - realizing the flaws in extreme detail, ticking them off one by one. After that, Nobody’s name came up no more. But that isn’t what the epiphany was.
Nobody’s name never came up again, but his actor did. His actor assumed any small role left in the play’s world. He was a Comic-Movie-Nerd, a friend, and a gay man.
By establishing that Nobody’s actor would play these people since he was done being you, I didn’t realize that I put you everywhere. Meaning that you aren’t Nobody.
Meaning you are Somebody who is always with me. Meaning that I never did get over you. Meaning that I think of you, even when I’m not directly thinking of you. Meaning that you have meaning to me, in my little world, in what goes on in this brain of mine.
This was not a happy epiphany like the first. It sucks knowing that my psyche made you so important, even though I didn’t see what it was doing at the time. I thought I was being efficient, not getting more people than were necessary, when really I was subconsciously letting it be known how much power you had over me. Power that you still have if I can realize what I did a while ago, now.
What brought this epiphany on? Maybe it’s my intuition preparing for your next girlfriend…Who happens to be the sibling of someone I am also subconsciously (and also consciously) attracted to. Maybe it’s just the fantasy of running into you if I were to ever be with this other guy…
And trust me, I’d hate every minute of it, because your presence would crush me.
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(Source: bumbleblu, via strangeronbakerstreet)