6/17/2025

I’ve neglected my blog post deadline. Futzing with my layout has complicated things. That is my excuse. o_o Given the lofty implications I couldn’t ever, in sound faith, label myself an ‘angel.’ I’ve rehashed my stance on self-christened angels many times within personal discussions converging on the topic of spiritual entities. An angel is far more than a comely person with a light complexion and promissory plumage.. An angel represents a luminous beacon of benevolence.. ^^” Many people envy the radiant semiology of angels. I, too, am fond of all things evocative of seraphic thralldom. I also recognize I've become a happier person now forfending myself against the aesthetic delineations that assail society. Identifying as any sort of artistic paradigm comes off as a sanctimonious charade. “Aesthetics” are merely florid externalities…they hold little substance when it comes to sparking one’s consciousness. Your alter ego is leading you astray from individuation...your demise will be met with utter impassivity.
I wonder what percentage of the human populace could truly be compared to astral forms. A sizable portion seems better suited for the smoldering realms of purgatory. The ministering of angel status ought to be strictly regulated. Uuuu… Capturing my sleep deprivation induced cognitive decline... Luckily, I’ve devised a promising solution! The Quadruple A’s…. AAAA—Angel Aspirants’ Allegiance Academy. Where neophyte angels convene, fulfilling philanthropic deeds and spreading peace—transcendental curriculum, scrutinized by a noble arbiter of Angeldom. This way, zero shamming is involved! Angels shall be consecrated fairly!

daily augury: decanter of syllabub
current mood: drowsyrowsie
for your listening: Tantalizing Melody
critter companion: Blue-lipped Sea Krait

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