Angelic Warfare Of The Fourth Kind

Not much can be said for my upbringing that hasn’t already been said. Much that can be discussed exists as points in time. Moments remembered. Moments existing elsewhere, understood not by many others. For the path of the angel spans time in a way that cannot easily be illustrated. My own life as a Michael […]

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I Met God, But Not His Wife

One sunny day, my disposition was glim. I looked out at the world and blamed all for my sin. Then along came a man, he asked what was wrong. I said, “Motherfucker! You’re shit is all wrong.” His head bowed backward, and a bellowed laugh did come out. He said, “Say that again! I wanna […]

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