comrades & cool peeps
"The universe is not a thing that is; it is not a thing at all. It is the very action of its going. It is, in fact, its own dissolves and our lives — the entire span of human existence going back and back and, if we are lucky, forward and forward — the entire span is spent within this dissolve.” — Welcome to Night Vale #49: Old Oak Doors, Part B
Has there been a meta about how Dean is basically mirroring his own journey right now? Seriously… all you do is substitute his demon deal to save Sam in S2 for putting an angel in Sam in S9 and we have the same storyline as we did 7 years ago… The crossroad demon’s dialogue even matched Gadreel’s IIRC. Then we follow this by Dean being self destructive because he feels hopeless. The only difference is why. In S3 he was faced with his own death, and in S9 he was faced with the death/deletion of everyone else. Otherwise, it’s basically the same thing. Talk about a funhouse of mirrors…
We all know what came next tho… Cas physically and metaphorically saves Dean from Hell. Hopefully, it will be split this time… Sam can save him physically and Cas can save him metaphorically. Then, finally, maybe we can turn over a new page.
#so what you’re essentially tellin me is………#carver is telling the same story in the way he knows the audience subconsciously knows#and is writing an AU with the same plot points#except in carver’s AU the ending is going to be different#essentially ripping apart krikpe’s tragic bittersweet ending to give the Winchesters and Cas a happy one#I love that in a show about breaking the rules and screwing fate over#the narratives keep contradicting itself over and over again [x]
[writes paper] this doesnt make any sense [prints it] [doesn’t proofread] [hands it in for a grade]
I’ve been at the mercy of men just following orders. Never again.
Why don’t you go talk to your children? I want to. You have no idea how much I want to see ‘em. But I can’t. Not yet. Not until I know the truth.
i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there