i read a story about angels today. women who think they’re angels and walk around without clothes doing yardwork. but how do i feel about angels? i’m just not into women. i like the idea of men-angels though. like Gabriel.
Jessica
the wings are white and beautiful and it reminds me of heaven. i think of jesus christ. and church. they bring you good luck.
Iecia Boyd
there was an angel in the window who asked me my name i was appalled and asked him to leave. he shouldn’t be spying on people. angels should have better manners than that even if he was just curious on where johnny lives. i heard johnny died last night i guess i should of told him.
rebecca
wings. beauty. mythical. love.
do they exist? i’m not exactly sure… but i’d love to believe they do. that there’s at least someone watching over us up there, waiting until we all join them. it would be fantastic to discover that you had one for yourself, a guardian angel. or maybe even a fairy godmother, like cinderella had.
anna gutermuth
Angels are Gods helpers. Whether they are the angels of death or normal angels that are depicted popularly, they are all helpers of the supernatural. By supernatural I mean the Gods and death itself, and maybe even beyond that that we mere humans do not know.
tugsa
a gift from the angels. and i squandered it. i didnt take it for what it was worth and now its gone. and i fear i only get one chance but im praying for another. love once lost is hard to regain.
B
Sometimes, if you’re lucky, good things will fall to the earth from nowhere.
rachel
The rhythm churns through my speakers, godly hammers pouring sound into my ears. My mouth moves around the memories of him.
r.a.
angels are pretty cool. Guardian angels arch angels and stuff. i’m a christian and i believe in god. so i believe in angels. not too hard to believe or to figure out.
Brian Radecki
they are holy and work for god satan himself was orignally an angel…yadayada…
asjghas
I need some time to look beyond my eyes. It’s not easy, but it’s worth it. It’s there, looking after me.
My personal angel.
Nia
angels. they are pretty, white, fluffy in the sky. kind, loving, passionate, imaginary, invisible, beautiful. flying? grounded on earth? hiding everywhere.
jess
My protectors. my friends. my ancestors who all guide and protect me. light 7 forgiveness..watching over me and showing me the way. Stevie nicks
Richard
i once read a story called the littlest angel. it was about a young boy who had died and became an angel. he was the worst singer in the angel choir and all the other angels were annoyed by his presence but God favored him for his ability to stand out.
Maria
aren’t real. not in the ethereal version of real, but in the pysical version of real. Seriously, if you ever saw a person walking around with wings, glowing, and carrying medieval weaponry, you’d think they were psychos from some nuclear fallout.
Thomas
Calling all angels…I need your help. Calling All Angels is a great song! Angels are beautiful and loving and are here for us all.
Paulie
They aren’t even mentioned in the Bible, I’m told–or at least I read something like that. People use that term metaphorically; for a while you could buy “angel pins” to stick on your lapel. I think they are utter nonsense. I think people who like them are nonsensical! Not much to write about them.
Nancy
i dont even know what to say. because i have yet to encounter them. other than my mother i guess. cindys for icecreammmm :)
angels, i dont know. i wish i did. i really do.
grace
The sky opened up above their heads. The town had been barraged with rain for the past several weeks, but now the beautiful sun shone through. The people looked up, bleary-eyed and confused at the sudden appearance of blue in the sky.
Brigitte
Angel appeared in our lives for almost a year before she died. The day we found out she would die, a bird, on angel’s wings, managed to get into the house. I immediately thought of the old wives tale about a bird in the house meaning someone would die.
That’s the way it was, and she died.
Laru
I need an angel close to me…I really do. Where are you? Come to me please…
Paola
The people are not more in this world…with me…
Paola
why is it that angels never seem to be doing anything? im not sure if chilling on a cloud all day, peeking at us cronies is something id be interested in doing. the thought of angels to me, is almost mythical.
rob hurring
angels and demons the likes of which mere mortals can not fathom five thy father lies.
ophelia
do i have any angels in my life? my grandmother believes they follow my car around. guardian angels? or just good thoughts? baseball teams? what if you don’t believe? do they still exist?
jeff
Angels? Does anyone really believe in them? I used to have an image as a child of an angel that would hover over my bed at night, and keep the evil demons away. I imagined her to be my guardian angel, but I didn’t know who she was.
Rebecca
I don’t believe in angels… at least not the kind with wings.. I have only met one earthbound angel in my life and I think she was the work of one of the gods (or devils) responsible for strife… I married her.. isn’t that funny… I married exactly what was worst for me…
Gh0sT
I remember those old paintings of angels on the church walls, they captured the amazing imagination of so many children…
Moe
I heard the flutter of their wings.
I saw the diamond dust falling onto my lap.
They were shining like a thousand suns, I was somewhere beautiful.
I smiled, because, Hell couldn’t possibly look like this.
Karlee Barnes
angels are beautiful things in my mind however satan was an angel, or is an angel, i am not sure. angels with horns are less appealing than those with halos, however they are one and the same/ if angles can be polar opposites in human imagery, what does that say for them? maybe they are nothing but a paradox. mmm angels.
christopher james webb
The steam.
I frown, folding the paper at the edges. It curls up again.
He is staring with dead, wall eyes. I don’t understand what he’s saying, but his mouth is moving. He is beautiful in the silence I’ve created in the morning.
But when I hear his voice, I hate him.
Sera
She lay in her bed thinking of what lay ahead. She had been ill now for years and the thought of death did not scare her. In fact, it would be a release from her constant pain. What would it be like when she left this earth? Would there be angels? She had grown up with a traditional Anglican religious education, but had long since lost her faith.
karin
angels are the scum of the spirtual world. They watch you bath, shower, drive, and poop.
What kind of god sends out this creepy things to watch you do all the distusting thing that humans do. I think I don’t need to be kept safe while I’m droping a load in the porclen god, now that is an al mighty god.
Aaron Griffin
Angels are funny creatures. White, pure. Early in the mythology one lost his sword of fire, which would seem to be appropriate. The color white is the unrequited. Angels are the last entities who would behold such a tool.
Brax
Angels in the mist hover ever so whisper silently surveying the scene below. Wands at the ready, waiting to grant our every wish.
Cathy
Angels in the mist hover ever so whisper silently above surveying the scene below. Wands posed at the ready, waiting to grant our wildest dreams.
Cathy
Angels in the mist hover ever so whisper silently above surveying the scene below. Wands posed at the ready, waiting to grant our wildest dreams.
Cathy
they aren’t real, except in real life. like when i call you my angel, I really mean it. but no wings, no feathers, no judgment, no fallen.
no fallen angels except in real life. Because I know some real ones.
Rosemary
Are among us. They watch over us and steer us in the right direction when they can whether that be in what job to choose, who to date or to wake up when to avoid something bad happening. I tend to think my Daddy looks down on me and watches over me.
Crystal Test
Do you believe in angels? Are they dead people, or some other form of life or non-life. Angels can be living people, especially those who go out of their way to help other people. I have friends who act that way, but I don’t treat them as angels. They’re kind of a pain in the neck sometimes…all those good works.
i read a story about angels today. women who think they’re angels and walk around without clothes doing yardwork. but how do i feel about angels? i’m just not into women. i like the idea of men-angels though. like Gabriel.
the wings are white and beautiful and it reminds me of heaven. i think of jesus christ. and church. they bring you good luck.
there was an angel in the window who asked me my name i was appalled and asked him to leave. he shouldn’t be spying on people. angels should have better manners than that even if he was just curious on where johnny lives. i heard johnny died last night i guess i should of told him.
wings. beauty. mythical. love.
do they exist? i’m not exactly sure… but i’d love to believe they do. that there’s at least someone watching over us up there, waiting until we all join them. it would be fantastic to discover that you had one for yourself, a guardian angel. or maybe even a fairy godmother, like cinderella had.
Angels are Gods helpers. Whether they are the angels of death or normal angels that are depicted popularly, they are all helpers of the supernatural. By supernatural I mean the Gods and death itself, and maybe even beyond that that we mere humans do not know.
a gift from the angels. and i squandered it. i didnt take it for what it was worth and now its gone. and i fear i only get one chance but im praying for another. love once lost is hard to regain.
Sometimes, if you’re lucky, good things will fall to the earth from nowhere.
The rhythm churns through my speakers, godly hammers pouring sound into my ears. My mouth moves around the memories of him.
angels are pretty cool. Guardian angels arch angels and stuff. i’m a christian and i believe in god. so i believe in angels. not too hard to believe or to figure out.
they are holy and work for god satan himself was orignally an angel…yadayada…
I need some time to look beyond my eyes. It’s not easy, but it’s worth it. It’s there, looking after me.
My personal angel.
angels. they are pretty, white, fluffy in the sky. kind, loving, passionate, imaginary, invisible, beautiful. flying? grounded on earth? hiding everywhere.
My protectors. my friends. my ancestors who all guide and protect me. light 7 forgiveness..watching over me and showing me the way. Stevie nicks
i once read a story called the littlest angel. it was about a young boy who had died and became an angel. he was the worst singer in the angel choir and all the other angels were annoyed by his presence but God favored him for his ability to stand out.
aren’t real. not in the ethereal version of real, but in the pysical version of real. Seriously, if you ever saw a person walking around with wings, glowing, and carrying medieval weaponry, you’d think they were psychos from some nuclear fallout.
Calling all angels…I need your help. Calling All Angels is a great song! Angels are beautiful and loving and are here for us all.
They aren’t even mentioned in the Bible, I’m told–or at least I read something like that. People use that term metaphorically; for a while you could buy “angel pins” to stick on your lapel. I think they are utter nonsense. I think people who like them are nonsensical! Not much to write about them.
i dont even know what to say. because i have yet to encounter them. other than my mother i guess. cindys for icecreammmm :)
angels, i dont know. i wish i did. i really do.
The sky opened up above their heads. The town had been barraged with rain for the past several weeks, but now the beautiful sun shone through. The people looked up, bleary-eyed and confused at the sudden appearance of blue in the sky.
Angel appeared in our lives for almost a year before she died. The day we found out she would die, a bird, on angel’s wings, managed to get into the house. I immediately thought of the old wives tale about a bird in the house meaning someone would die.
That’s the way it was, and she died.
I need an angel close to me…I really do. Where are you? Come to me please…
The people are not more in this world…with me…
why is it that angels never seem to be doing anything? im not sure if chilling on a cloud all day, peeking at us cronies is something id be interested in doing. the thought of angels to me, is almost mythical.
angels and demons the likes of which mere mortals can not fathom five thy father lies.
do i have any angels in my life? my grandmother believes they follow my car around. guardian angels? or just good thoughts? baseball teams? what if you don’t believe? do they still exist?
Angels? Does anyone really believe in them? I used to have an image as a child of an angel that would hover over my bed at night, and keep the evil demons away. I imagined her to be my guardian angel, but I didn’t know who she was.
I don’t believe in angels… at least not the kind with wings.. I have only met one earthbound angel in my life and I think she was the work of one of the gods (or devils) responsible for strife… I married her.. isn’t that funny… I married exactly what was worst for me…
I remember those old paintings of angels on the church walls, they captured the amazing imagination of so many children…
I heard the flutter of their wings.
I saw the diamond dust falling onto my lap.
They were shining like a thousand suns, I was somewhere beautiful.
I smiled, because, Hell couldn’t possibly look like this.
angels are beautiful things in my mind however satan was an angel, or is an angel, i am not sure. angels with horns are less appealing than those with halos, however they are one and the same/ if angles can be polar opposites in human imagery, what does that say for them? maybe they are nothing but a paradox. mmm angels.
The steam.
I frown, folding the paper at the edges. It curls up again.
He is staring with dead, wall eyes. I don’t understand what he’s saying, but his mouth is moving. He is beautiful in the silence I’ve created in the morning.
But when I hear his voice, I hate him.
She lay in her bed thinking of what lay ahead. She had been ill now for years and the thought of death did not scare her. In fact, it would be a release from her constant pain. What would it be like when she left this earth? Would there be angels? She had grown up with a traditional Anglican religious education, but had long since lost her faith.
angels are the scum of the spirtual world. They watch you bath, shower, drive, and poop.
What kind of god sends out this creepy things to watch you do all the distusting thing that humans do. I think I don’t need to be kept safe while I’m droping a load in the porclen god, now that is an al mighty god.
Angels are funny creatures. White, pure. Early in the mythology one lost his sword of fire, which would seem to be appropriate. The color white is the unrequited. Angels are the last entities who would behold such a tool.
Angels in the mist hover ever so whisper silently surveying the scene below. Wands at the ready, waiting to grant our every wish.
Angels in the mist hover ever so whisper silently above surveying the scene below. Wands posed at the ready, waiting to grant our wildest dreams.
Angels in the mist hover ever so whisper silently above surveying the scene below. Wands posed at the ready, waiting to grant our wildest dreams.
they aren’t real, except in real life. like when i call you my angel, I really mean it. but no wings, no feathers, no judgment, no fallen.
no fallen angels except in real life. Because I know some real ones.
Are among us. They watch over us and steer us in the right direction when they can whether that be in what job to choose, who to date or to wake up when to avoid something bad happening. I tend to think my Daddy looks down on me and watches over me.
Do you believe in angels? Are they dead people, or some other form of life or non-life. Angels can be living people, especially those who go out of their way to help other people. I have friends who act that way, but I don’t treat them as angels. They’re kind of a pain in the neck sometimes…all those good works.