Swarthy, hairy humans are climbing up a mountain. Up and up they go. They are mountaineers trying to find out about this place they call Heaven. They are seeking personal transformation. Oh boy! They want to be angels!
The poor angels feel invaded. They are insecure creatures and are no closer to Heaven than the humans who creep and climb. Even if God is real (whatever that means!) God cares for all Creation equally. Angels and amoebas are just expressions of God's delightful perverse creativity (which remind me of this character!)
Brighten the corner where you find yourself.
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| These brutes are trudging up. Always up… |
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| They are spied by a winged sentry. WTF? |
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| The angels run and fly |
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| They flee. They fitfully flit like frightened butterflies. |
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| "Be careful what you wish for" 09-22-18a colored pencil, charcoal |
