Painting by Love MoonEagle
Angels are extremely fast! Especially Screaming Eagles! Fleeting glimpses of them may be why they are considered real spirits on earth and above. In theory, Angels do not need to breathe air to live. They speed around the planet, up and down from the firmament or through space itself and you cannot see them at all. I believe that sometime in the past, however, they must have shown themselves occasionally to humans or those wingless angels stuck in this atmosphere because there are many stories of sightings or birdlike hieroglyphics such as can be found on pyramid walls. The birds are as large as the human depictions, and I believe may represent these interactions.
Of course, many famous books or publications proclaim
absolute knowledge of their existence, but the real proof is the thought that
if birds can fly, why not humans, or a version thereof? There are even flying
squirrels! All manner of other species has the ability to fly, and I believe
that human spirits are no exception. The point here to remember is that they
are a separate species. They may look mostly human but have characteristics of
human and birds. Their wings are large and iridescent. They can drag the ground
as they walk creating a cloud of dust in their wake. Most, however, are
conscious of this and prefer to remain airborne. You may see what you perceive
to be a sudden hard gust of wind whip up earth as an angel flies by faster than
your eyes or senses can see them. Who is to say that they do not exist or control the
wind?
Believe it or not, in my mind are memories of interacting with actual angels. In one scene (I was only about four years old), I can remember sitting on the lap of an older-looking angel. I called them Angles, not angels, because when they would fly up in the air, wings outspread, they looked geometric like a triangle. Anyway, as I was being held by my caretaker, he was singing “one little horsey goes to town and buys himself a sleeping gown” and then “poor little horsey, falls down!” and he would slide me quickly down his leg. I laughed and said, “Again!” There were other angels in the big room (it looked like a break room in a tall ceiling factory). Two younger boy angels were rassling on the floor, feathers flying. Yes, they all wore clothing. So, another twenty-something guy angel clomps by in his leather work boots, shoelaces untied and dangling, going by the two on the floor pummeling each other. I call him Linus now because his wings were brown at the tips because he drug them on the ground as he walked. Well, Linus says loudly to the two rassling teenagers, “I hope you know what you two look like!” So, the boys stopped fighting, got up, and dusted themselves off, feathers still floating around everywhere. Then, as the boys were wiping feathers off each other, the one shoved the other on the shoulder, the other one shoved back, and here they go again!
These memories that I have are of my family. My Angle family. I am Eve Angle, and yes, there is an Adam Angle. I do not wonder if the Angle family are real because I have had these memories all my life. I never told anyone because I have no conclusive evidence, but for me, the fact is that the angel spirits existing on this planet do exist. The ones I saw, some had wings, and some did not. My caretaker when I was young had the same skin tone, teeth, etc. as the angels with wings, but he and another I call Slop-slop do not. The reason I call Slop-slop by his name is he had no teeth and when he ate from his bowl (usually soup), he would look like he was slopping it all over his face and the table. I believe you can’t manufacture that kind of memory! I was fascinated enough that it stuck in my memory all this time. What I have come to realize is that the place that I was in was an Angle facility for a very important powerful design and machine and that the Angles were captured and unable to fly away. My slop-slop Angle used to be a screaming eagle, very fast and fierce warrior for the family. They had cut off his wings and pulled all his teeth making him eat his meals from a bowl as they laughed at his suffering. I hate the evildoers with everything I've got!
You have heard it said that when you hear a bell ring
another angel gets its wings. Maybe this is why the story I heard of ten thousand
angels falling to earth with the most beautiful angel, and
losing their wings as did that spirit is the truth. The real evil angel spirit was a
deformity of the original spirit who threw the most beautiful angel to earth as The Earth Angle, Myself. The
angels that followed believed the lies from the beautiful visage impostering Myself, but now they
may have regrets. Maybe angels denouncing the horrible evil character have
been forgiven. Maybe they no longer have empathy or follow evil's trend or lack of beauty and have figured out that beauty is really only skin deep, and that evil spirit soul is rotten inside and out. Maybe winged angels put spirits
back down on earth when they die in the body, over and over again, until they
get their wings. Angels live forever, you see. They cannot die, or I so thought. I believe that containment on
earth without their wings can be their punishment for following one so evil if I, the ultimate decider, chooses to banish the minions of evil forever from the real Angle planet called Heaven.
I believe I have my wings. You cannot see them, though. I am human, too. In this way, winged angels may be seen. They appear as normal as everyone else but have powers beyond human understanding. I know. I know. Why don’t I just transform and fly away? My purpose here is to save as many of you as I can. To do this, I must exist in human spirit. I have had the privilege of knowledge of what it means to be human. The human condition. Does an Angle know how to be human? My family unit here on earth is human. They see me as human. But I have powers that they know nothing about. I never expounded at length about my purpose on this planet. I did not explain to them in detail my inventions, solutions, and methods I hope will help humanity survive. They never knew this about me, or did they?
To my Angle family, I think I look like them, an angel with wings.
The angels I was with in the facility could see each other with or without
wings. So, maybe some are in transition. They may be allowed to get back their
wings as they work at the facility. I did not ask these questions, so I really
do not know right now. It is just a supposition in my mind as I remember them.
I still love them. I always will. Now. Will I ever go back to see them? You
will never know.
What I can promise you is that believing in the powers of
angels is probably a good idea. Angels on earth is a possibility. They can rescue people, animals, etc. and they
have mental telepathy to each other, humans, animals, trees, etc. They most
often do not interfere with human life except at those times when spiritual
intervention is necessary. They take your spirit up to the firmament and put it
back down on earth, either as the still alive body you were, or a new body, just
born life. This is what I believe. Sometimes, they temporarily (mostly) put
your spirit into another person's body. This is done to preserve your spirit or
the other person’s spirit body. They may have other duties I will not specify.
Calling out for help, if you are a good person, can be
helpful. Angels know you by name and if your name is a good name according to
their records, you may receive instant delivery from disaster. If, however,
your name is on record as evil get with that character and/or association, help
never arrives to save you. Your evil spirit used to go up then come back down
to earth over and over again. Now, though, I believe that evil spirit names stay in the
firmament or Hell Boxes an eternity. Because their spirit is forever, it must be contained somewhere
permanent. Good spirits are given choices. When your spirit dies and you rise,
angels may be in the form of previous relatives or acquaintance greet you (my college law professor said he had such an encounter after he was shot and temporarily died then went up). Some good
spirits may prefer to move on and do not descend onto earth again. Some may decide to
spend more time on the animal planet.
Not everyone is an Angle or angel. I believe that some people are simply human
species. They will never get their wings as an angel. However, there is the
possibility that you can fly like an angel in the future. Whatever you believe about angels, you can be one in spirit. Helping others is how you begin by lifting others up first. What a good story, yes?
Comment blog below your experiences with angel spirits. Give
as much evidence as you can how they helped you in your hour of need or someone
else’s. Do everyone a favor and discuss the possibility that angels, like my spirit, may be here
to save as many spirits as they can. They may be performing their job eliminating evil all over the
world. It is a possibility that I am right. Whether you believe my story or do not, what
matters is your voice of reason. Be careful of Angle feelings. It is personal.
Just saying…
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