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Angel therian culture is to consider people and fellow angels as your siblings 💕

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YES ANGELS EXIST AND THEYRE SO SO SO REAL!!!! I LOVE ANGELS WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL!!!

To whomever it may be relevant;

You are a delightful horror beyond comprehension. Spread your wings, grant forbidden knowledge with your gaze, and allow your hymn soothe and frighten.

From a lady of delusion, to a beautiful horror such as you, you are not of my domain nor are you my acolyte; regardless of what you are told by another or by yourself. You are Great and you are Correct and you are Magnificent.

Felt like trying to be motivational/conforting tonight.

im not really doing my job very well rn, I'm not very good @ comforting like I should be, I can't keep u safe. But don't worry about me, I'll do the best I can @ the only things I can do, I'll hold down the fort here while u go. take care dear, they won't sway me

watching a soft breeze pass through a sunlit patch of grass, the dandelions swaying with the wind. birds chirp and the trees cast soft shadows around the corners of the glade.

this is divinity. this is holy. i feel the ghost of my creator’s touch in every sunbeam and every soft gust of wind.

when I first found the deer I wished it well, I'm not a very spiritual person, I don't really believe in an afterlife, but since I am planning on stealing it's bones I might as well. 2day I went 2 check on it again, said the same thing I usually do, "may lady cyn guide u through her dark and cold", and randomly added "may she be the 1 2 guide u 4 I am not a god of death."

Idk, I just liked that

Hello, God.

I am not doing a good job at caring for your flock.

I am merely a beacon, surrounded by flames. The halo burns as it tightens around my neck. I am not adept at welding a sword. One day, I will have to deal with bloodstained robes. Even so, I try to keep my wings soft for the small ones to burrow in.

Today, I would like to ask for mercy, and for rest.

you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day

I need to wrap myself in my wings so badly. I need to curl up on my side, legs tucked to my chest with one arm under my head and the other around my knees, my tail curled to contour my legs, the feathers at the tip near my head, one wing sort of awkwardly scrunched behind me so I’m not squishing it while the other is folded over my head and upper body, my face buried in my feathers so I can’t see anything else, but I just know that I’m safe.

I miss my wings. I’m scared and featherless and so, so tired of being human. I’m so over this. I want to go home but home doesn’t exist here, not in this world.

duality is divinity, being contradictory is beautiful