☽ ॐ ☾
travel-as-a-happy-hippie:

~Let’s chill in my Hippie Van~
tulipnight:

facepaw by EspressoMaker on Flickr.
mulishmusings:

A co-worker posted of facebook tonight that while at work today, she had someone tell her they’d rather see her mule dead than doing this job. This was my response to her.

I’ve had that happen to Nancy. More than once, unfortunately. I’ve even been told that they’d rather see my mule dead because they’re an animal lover and I’m obviously not. I wonder if they feel that way about all the mules we rescue. The ones that come in too weak to even train or do more than stand in a field and eat. The ones that are about to go to slaughter instead of having a purpose and vigor and a job that they love. I wonder if they feel that way about all working animals, like herding and assistance dogs. Or is it only labor that they perceive as rigorous to them that is objectionable. I wonder if the physical work these animals do is worse to these “animal lovers” than the mental abuse from not allowing them a purpose they would endure. When someone tells me that they’d rather see a happy, healthy working animal dead than working I’d like to think it comes from a place of well intentioned ignorance. Unfortunately, more often than not, I feel like it comes from a place of moral superiority where the human’s feelings are way more important than the animals.
funnywildlife:

Somali cat scanning her territory
classic-elegant-beautiful:

 
ruthhopkins:

Lakota horses
Sketchbook cover drawing!

thathipsterinthewild:

foxmouth:

Travel Photography, 2014 | by Pat Perry

Pat Perry is my inspiration for life.  While my drawing skills are amateur, I want to photograph and write poetry about the country and travel as he does.  Another of my spirit animals.

makeoutinheaven:

dunebat:

coldswarkids:

edwardspoonhands:

thelegendofkungjew:

doxian:

d-dinosaur:

rknjl:

newvagabond:

NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.

NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE.  LIVE.

URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.
<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>

NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN
EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE
PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA
SURVIVE

NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA
REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT
PRETEND IT’S 2BYA
EVOLVE

NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE. 
FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT. 
PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.
STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA

NO “MATTER”.  EXIST IN THE VOID WITHOUT PURPOSE OR MEANING.
THERE IS NO “YOU”, ONLY THE VAST CONCEPT OF NOTHING.
TIME DOES NOT EXIST.
BE.

Wow.

I feel like something really important just happened
floodxland:

passionforwolves:

if your sad just watch this wolf gif. look at it.

who’s a huge big vicious apex predator?WHO’S A BIG SILLY? :D
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