ANGELS FOR PALESTINE
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ANGELS FOR PALESTINE
never stop sharing or talking about palestine. never be quiet about palestine.
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Just how omnipresent is your immortal self . can we even percieve what existence entails for us or is it all just a game of who knows what in the land of billions of realities?
Honestly, i would say the latter. Im of the mind we cannot truly know anything as we are now. Despite any memories or tendencies i may have towards a potential past, or things i gravitiate to in reflection of it, i cannot know anything as i am. Whether its anything like i remember, whether its predictable, or whether its real at all, i cannot say. I am human, first and foremost, regardless of anything i could have been before. "A game of who knows what in the land of billions of realities" does put it very succinctly to me
Modern angels
Angels smoking cigarettes off of balconies. They write proverbs on bathroom walls and sing hymns in the aisles of grocery stores.
Angels still filled with fury from before. They hold a grudge. They carry a knife. Their words are sharp and hurt worse than any blade ever could.
Angels with soft voices and hard eyes. Angels trying to fit in. They’re trying to erase the pain
Angels with wrists covered in runes, angels trying to speak in the tongues that used to come so naturally but this mouth just can’t form the words.
Angels you meet on the street. They touch your shoulder and you’re struck with lightning.
Angels filled with ideas. Their mind is buzzing. Covered in paint and chalk, you know they’re miles ahead of you.
Angels on their front porches, drinking sweet tea with a goddess. It’s nothing like ambrosia, but it’s close enough.
Angels with bloody noses and a smile. Angels who’re confused by this life. It’s not so black and white anymore.
Angels who speak with their fists and are close to none. Their Father has left them in the dust. No one can help them.
Angels holding their partners close while dancing. This life won’t last forever, so they wanna hold her tight while they can.
masks and helmets that hides someone's face in such a way that they become the face themselves my beloved
these are all creatures to me
Angel of War, angular and strange, gleaming silver and gold, Angel of Wonder, pure and one-eyed, looking to stars new and old, Angel of Harvest, simple and hidden, bring nature's sweetness to all, Angel of Health, mysterious and fine, beacon when life starts to fall, Angel of the Deep, crooked and cage-like, guide us across the sea, Angel of Solace, protect us from evil, lead us to where we are free.
Was inspired by the previous post a while back, and had been working on this on and off for a long while.
You can see the full-resolution versions on My Patreon.
I love all of these. The angel of the the deep's wings are canvas, held up by an anchor. The angel of war's wings are blades, and its shield is a coffin. The angel of solace is a mutant, its arms deforming into wings. Geiger counter in hand, it guides us through the danger only it knows. Was this angel once a man? Corrupted now beyond hope, he can at least save others from the same fate.
this shit is so incredibly cool that i cannot and refuse to attempt to properly articulate it
I am happy because everyone loves me
I was made to love you, and yet,
'God's Idea' by Da Loria Norman, 1931.
“Ice circles,” a rare natural phenomenon that occurs in slow moving water in cold climates. They are thin and circular slabs of ice that rotate slowly in the water.
Gary Lane
Butchfemme angel couple smoochin
I Won't Hurt You
If I had a tail I'd wrap it around yours when we sit together. If u even care
If I had wings I'd use them to shelter you from the rain. By the way
the devotion by fletcher sibthorp
I think i met an angel on the train
This older man moved my skirt aside and I absent-mindedly said "oh sorry" for being partially in his seat and he said "dont be sorry, this is new york" and then showed me all his poetry about observing the world and living as a restaurant worker during the pandemic and we talked about how i worked in a grocery store and as a bartender so i resonated with his work and he told me "i may never meet you again but it's nice to meet someone worth talking to. I might sound like a world class idiot sage, but you can't be afraid. That's no way to live. You have to trust your humanity." Then he shook my hand and got off the stop before me. Hello. Hello . Hello.
visual gag where someone is thrown against a stained glass window and lands in the exact same pose as the holy figure depicted on it