Angels are ethereal at best, mostly nonexistent. Emotional, irrational, lovely, catalyst of God. Made of paper, glue, wires, feathers, plastic, clay, reflections of light, and stains on any surface imaginable. Sent to help until the afterlife is reached.
Arthur C. Clark wrote a book called
Childhood's End.










2 comments:
You and me should be Arthur C. Clark buddies. He fucks with my mind... and I like it.
love these pics. poor little angel.
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