"woah this post looks creepy who would like this??"
it's not for you
"this art piece makes no sense and is so ugly"
it's not for you
"this post is so weird I have never thought like that?"
it's not for you
"what they identify as an animal? no one does that?"
it's not for you
the world doesn't revolve around you
neither does the internet.
we exist, cringe culture is dead, fuck normality
sometimes, being an angel is seeing the most gorgeous, gut wrenching, heavenly sunrise in the parking lot of your retail job and being drenched in the homesickness of it all.
and then having to go clock in like that didn’t just happen.
WHERE DID THEY TOOK HER?
eat him out wednesday or whatever. i've stopped keeping track
Being out with a bunch of alterhuman friends / supporters is amazing. I can just be an Angel and be seen as an Angel and be called an Angel! It’s nothing weird, funny, ridiculous, or whatever. It’s just “Ah, there’s the Angel!”
even tho my digital footprint may be extremely cringe and gay and faggy i'll always stand by it. there are trans people in our future who will thank us
Something I remember from my life as an angel, I would be taken to one of the realms of heaven, but I don’t know if it was one of the 7, or a secret 8th one or something. I would be summoned there by god to have a discussion. It was this weird, liminal paradise or space. Sometimes it would be in a desert or beach, a garden, or a river, sometimes on a mountain or cliff in what looks like ancient Greece with columns and pillars, or sometimes it would just be an all white platform with pillars in the clouds, to “mimic” a sort of heaven. There would always be some kind of lounging / seating / standing area with a view. We would talk about my duties, my progress, my relationships, where I’ve been and how things are with other angels or humans. I would be basically interrogated, it seemed like he was trying to find something out by using me and what I’ve seen around Heaven. He knew something was off, he knew someone trespassed into Heaven. He knew. And I just so happened to find that man. Well, he found me.
But, that’s another story. That’s all I want to share tonight so that way I have more to share another time. Ask questions if you have any! It’s been fun, toodles!
Why do I hate standing close to people I don't trust? My wings... My wings girl.. They're touching you...
Archangel, Neurodivergent, Photographer. Ruler of the Stars, Keeper of the Sun.
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