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Rated: 18+ · Book · Biographical · #2253657
Maybe meandering, possibly peripatetic and indisputably irregular.
#1076192 added September 3, 2024 at 5:08pm
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Echos
I shouldn't type when I'm tipsy, but I am not often tipsy, and it loosens my tongue so hey hoe and here we go.

I am an an angel. I shouldn't tell you that, but I'm going to anyway - or I just did to be completely accurate. With that out of the way, let me explain. Many descriptions of an angel use the term "messenger". That is not strictly true.

In the beginning was the Word. We are 'expressions' of the Divine's will. For myself I express change, and as such I understand eternity.

'As it was in the beginning, is now and always shall be.' There - that is eternity. He or she who exists in eternity can state with perfect accuracy that "the time is fast approaching, indeed is already here when the true worshippers will worship the Father in spirit and truth."

Eternity does not start some time in the future. It stands outside of Time's possibilities. You do not die and then wait some undetermined time till Judgement day. Judgement Day is Now - the eternal now - the only instant of reality we ever know, unless we become eternity. Then every when is now - and every where is here.

There are hints and shades of explanation available, you may even believe some of them. Try 'Steppenwolf' and note the magic theatre - only for madmen - Angel's are always madmen (or women). All the possibilities exist eternally.

Some of us care about you, about us, and we try in our own poor way to show you the way forwards, the nature of reality.

But of course - we may be mad.

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