I’m from Russia and I’m ashamed of it.
The gouvernement of my country passed a law 6.13.1.
The law which prohibits everyone from talking about homosexuality.
The law which makes teenage homosexuals illegal. Non-existent, ‘404’.
The law which legalizes bullying.
Please take a moment to sign the petition against this abominable law.
Russian LGBT community needs your help.
Also known as fire whirls, fire devils, or even firenados, fire tornadoes form when high heat and turbulent winds together spur whirling eddies of air, mechanical engineer Jason Forthofer told National Geographic News in September.
These eddies can tighten into a tornado-like structure that sucks in burning debris and flammable gases, said Forthofer, of the U.S. Forest Service’s Missoula Fire Sciences Laboratory in Montana.
The fiery core inside the swirling “tube” of winds is usually about 1 to 3 feet (0.3 to 0.9 meter) wide and five to ten stories tall. At the extreme, though, fire tornadoes can stretch dozens of feet wide and more than a hundred stories tall, Forthofer said.
The firenadoes, he added, aren’t so much rare as rarely reported—perhaps because they tend to occur during wildfires, rather than in urban centers. | source
If Jesse Turner had a “trueform”…
let the world burn.
if you make a dick joke there’s the 100% of possibility that james will find it
THIS IS SO GOOD OMG
The Celestial Brothers (2009) by Kirsi Salonen
The Lord said: ‘..And you must go to the Gates of Hell and tell them, that what ever punishment they have for you, is just and good. For you have unpure blood flowing in your veins. It went murky the day your brother turned his back on me and you didn’t raise your hand against him as he walked away.
For you are weak amongst my sheep.
Go now, and be strong in your faith in me, then your torment will be less painful.’
He was thrown in the middle of Helllords, demons, banshees and warped creatures, who ripped his wings apart and sliced his ivory skin with their rusty bloodfilled blades and poisonous teeth.
Thousand years passed, as he crawled among the tormented souls as a slave and served as common amusement for the Lords of Hell.
Then one day, they got bored with his fragile body, who couldn’t stand much pain without screaming, so they tossed him to the Fire God, as a gift and trophee, as once being one of God’s favourite children.
As the fiery arms embraced him, his heart-aching scream echoed through the dimensional plains and freezed the air as icy cold and then even Hell had a moment of stillness.
His heart shattered to a million pieces and the small flame of will dimmed away in his beautiful eyes.
No more he believed, no more he loved, his body shook and gave up.
One heard the howling above the red clouds of this wretched land and decended riding with Black Wings to see the reason of such horrid voice.
The Storm Lord saw his brother in the fire. Tears began to flow over his cold cheaks as he pulled out his sword and rushed to meet his fate..
Kirsi Salonen; Lucifer Rising, 2012.
Gosh. This really gets me. She’s asking if they are together. And Sam looks at her for 2 seconds. He doesn’t want to take his eyes off Dean. “He’s my brother”. The weight of those words she doesn’t even know. I’m not sure he even knows. I wish they hadn’t cut the camera off him right here. I want to know just how long he looked Dean dead in the face like that.