(05-22-2017, 08:43 AM)just mercedes Wrote: I hate myself for liking this - I am allergic to poetry that contains angels (except for Rilke's) and according to the Bible, all angels were male. Though it says nothing about whether or not they can have man-boobs.
The Bible makes God out to male as well... I suspect bias.
More on angels, religion, and faeries:
For me, Angels are more related to good faeries (faeries come in both flavors, and the bad ones are truly horrific).
Religions, for me, are splendid myths, both enthralling and terrifying. I've always thought that the question
of whether gods created people or people created gods, wasn't that relevant. The fact is, that either way,
gods exist and have a very powerful effect on our lives. So, for me, angels really do exist. This poem, in
fact, was inspired by a visitation. I sometimes (not that often) have them. Not only when I'm dreaming,
but during the day when I'm wide awake. I don't usually mention this because when you been diagnosed
with a mental illness, it just tends to add to the already existing problems associated with maintaining
normal social relations. When this happens, being someone who thinks there's a very low probability of ghosts,
gods, or spirits existing outside our minds; I usually attribute it to some neurochemical imbalance and think
of it as an attempt by my subconscious to communicate with me. I try to accept it graciously. While this is hard
to do when it's past midnight in the forest and they peek out from behind a tree, when standing in a garden on
a beautiful spring day, it's quite exhilarating. Most of the angels I've seen are androgynous (think Ziggy Stardust).
This is probably because that's a great aspiration of mine (both androgyny and Ziggy Stardust).
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions
