prompt (if you want to eh): love that makes bones melt.
if the moon burns like a saint, then bodies are only wild clouds condensed enough to appear like blood. & did you know angels fly with wing bones of melted gold? & did you know your mouth is a shining relic in motion?
“For a long time, I was afraid to be who I am, because I was taught by my parents that there’s something wrong with someone like me. Something offensive, something you would avoid, maybe even pity. Something that you could never love.”
Truth to be told, I love Angel and Bendy, but I love even more to think of their relation as a ambiguous relationship. At one moment they hate one another, in the other they are telling jokes to one another, of course bendy would see her as a rival because she can sing AND dance, besides being one fallen angel (but not a complete demon)
When we look with our spiritual sight, it is possible to see that the angels truly are everywhere. You are eternally connected to heaven and innately anchored to everything, rather than your angels working ‘for you’, they work ‘from you’, existing as extensions of your own ancient soul, the voice of guidance, so angels can never really leave, they are only a thought or heartbeat away. You are one with God’s love, and angelic love transcends every threshold and frequency, it is more powerful than hell, demons, and human corruption. Ringing in the ears, synchronicities or ‘meaningful coincidences’, consistent numbers that make themselves known to you, flashes of white lights, these are all ways our angels remind us they are side by side. Angels can appear in any way you have been taught or bought up with, as they reflect what we find safest and most pure.
Call upon them, and they will be there, everything outside love is an illusion and your angels will reunite you with your souls divinity which pours with wisdom, illumination, inspiration and joy -
“In mystical traditions, it is one’s own readiness that makes experiences exoteric or esoteric.
The secret isn’t that you’re not being told.
The secret is that you’re not able to hear.” — Ram Dass