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I know layD long enough, so we don't have to meet every time. I am more interested in you than her.  She took Lilian.  Lilian was never married and she was giving candies to children.  Lilian waited very long for layD to pick her up.  Quiet and peace.  Finally.  But I took a deep look into guys who came for her body.  Professionally serious and faking respect.  Like dealing with bodies would ever give them immunity.  I can't believe how much you guys love illusion!

Sometimes I get emergency calls. When I arrived I saw a fellow angel with all his wings shredded.  He had symptoms of violent abuse. 'What's happened?' 'Boss sent me to one of the churches. Church is a place where humans make others do things.'  'Yeah, I know. Humans are funny.' 'FUNNY?!!! Is this funny to you?!' he showed me a stump of his former wing. 'All I got to do was a simple message: It's your business what you are doing to the others, but do not tell this is what the Boss wants.' Poor guy. He has clearly never been to church before. I knew the answer but I asked anyway 'Did they listen?' He gave me the look Lucy would be proud of.  His voice started to tremble. 'They told me that first of all I can't appear like that and say anything without confirming this with authorities. If I were a real angel I'd knew the rules. Secondly angels are spiritual beings so they could never pluck me...then they started proving ...

'My Love...why?' 'Goodbye' 'WHY?! You said you want to be with me now since we reunited. Don't go! I need you.' 'You are so sweet. Full of beautiful words. But I am happy now. Do you want to spoil it? Again?!' 'What about me? I need you in my life.' 'Really? So why you didn't fight for me?  Why you chose your life over me?!  You choose not to hurt others and left me.  Broke my heart.  And now the only reason we are talking is because I was worrying sick about you. I looked for you, not the other way. I wanted to know if you are alright. Now I know you are all good. Always looking for the something,  thing you already have.  So what else do you want?  Mess with me?  You have your life. Your purpose. so why do you want to complicate? you said yourself that would be stupid to repeat the same mistake' But when I saw you, Love, everything thrilled in me.  I felt it.  I know you are my Love!  This doesn't mean anything?!' 'I...

Love is so beautiful. I wish I could touch her.  Kiss her.  But she's so far away.  and it was me who turned away.  She's even prettier than last time I saw her.  'why are you dancing with LayD?'  Love was always jealous 'because me and you don't dance anymore.'  I know she wants to update, to know a little more about me. million questions she says when we met century ago, we worked together.  we were giving young people hope, point, future 'now I work with old people. preparing them for a meeting with LayD'  'so you don't help? no more healing?'   'I listen to them. it helps'  'why?'  'they all had loved ones. they are full of stories about you. listening about you reminds me our story. some of them met you for a short time. others knew you longer. when I asked them about their life, all they remember is you'  Love looked at me closely. I'm not used to when she's silent.  LayD never speaks.  It's weird...

Desire I remember very well when we were in Paris. Desire has been always very provocative. We were casually sitting, absorbing the atmosphere when she started. I don' t know how she does it. It's just powerful load of expressing herself. Suddenly I see poor fellows being victimized by her charm. Couple guys on a contraction site. And here she goes. She can truly look so intensely atractive that is beyond any description. These guys were stunned. Stopped working. Gazing at her. I bet if talked they would stater. But she blocked their ability to articulate with her seductive domena. 'what are you doing?! Stop it!' I tried to explain danger she puts herself in ' shhhh! Don't spoil it.' she hissed back. Viper. One of these poor guys opened wide his dry mouth with mute disbelief, staring at her tights smoothly sliding one over the other. The another fellow completely forgot what he was doing just a second ago. Only because he met her hungry eyes.  We could both ...

love came back it started at the beginning to experience it as you do i decided to start it i moved hand. i touched kissed. warmth turned into heat almost instantly you all knew that then mess: communication, egoism and possession issues so i thought love doesn't exist if it can be stopped it's all mixture of desire, lust, good wishes, poetry and illusion we want to believe is that why you people get married? because you don't believe, just want to be with someone? when love came she wasn't upset I didn't wait long enough she didn't either messed me up completely turned me upside down, in and out, totally couldn't do ANYTHING without her smell, touch, goosebumps and volcano inside no description available then i tried to stop it will, rules, power of decision you name it. EVERYTHING connected to her destroyed. a lot of time to cover it but just a glimpse proved NOTHING changed NOTHING at all.

destiny is a typical human concept. you define things based on observation. but you don't get it in full. you are capable of abstract thinking, but within your mind limits. that's why you can't comprehend it. you struggle to get the full idea of time (Albert got a glimpse).  there is always : before, now and after for you. that's why you think destiny is some sort of power upon you (typical human insecurity) you cannot fight, change. whatever you think, however destiny seems destructible it was so nice to see you, Love. you look even more beautiful than I saw you last time  

Znam mnóstwo z was, ale tylko niektórzy z was znają mnie. Może nawet znacie, tylko nie kojarzycie. No cóż, nie jestem jakiś szczególny a już na pewno nie z wyglądu. Bo najczęściej to w ogóle nie widać, że jestem. Taka robota. Pamiętam kiedyś, jak łaziłem po różnych działach i nie jeszcze wiedziałem kim chcę być. W dziale stworzenia koledzy wydurniali się i jak to zobaczyłem, nawet trochę było mi głupio, bo nie wiedziałem czy tak można. Patrzę co robią, a oni wkładają coś do człowieka. Wyglądało jak puste pudełko. Pytam się: - Co to jest? - To jest ego jego. W zasadzie cała esencja tego kim ten koleś będzie. - Ale dlaczego wkładacie takie wielkie to takiego małego człowieka? a oni: - Zobaczysz, to będzie WIELKI CZŁOWIEK. I w śmiech. Wtedy jeszcze nie wiedziałem, ale póżniej zobaczyłem jak z czegoś takiego wyrastają dyktatorzy, politycy, gwiazdy filmowe... Fajnie jest też w towarzystwie Szefa.  Podobno wszyscy chcą taką fuchę. Szef uwielbia odwiedzać kościoły. Pamiętam kie...

Nie mogę już latać! Zgadza się, nie fruwam, nie potrafię więcej szybować, unosić się (tzn. dosłownie. Tak żeby się wk...zdenerwować, potrafię nadal), przemieszczać się z miejsca na miejsce... Śmieszy ci ę  to? Pewnie. Ty i tak pewnie nie wiesz o czym mówię. Ale przecież wiesz jak to jest  coś mieć, umieć a potem jest ci to zabrane? No. Nigdy nie cenisz wystarczająco tego co masz, dopóki nie stracisz. (Zerżnięty cytat z klasyki ... w sensie, ze skopiowany)   Ze wszystkiego co mogłem zostały mi tylko niewidzialność, nadwrażliwość i czytanie w myślach. A wszystko inne ... ziuuuuu, pooooszlo! Za kare.  Mia ł em za zadanie pomoc koleżance po fachu, wesprzeć, no a skończyło się jak zwykle. W jej pakiecie też była nadwrażliwość do tego sny i widzenie przyszłości No i jak ja mam pracować tylko z czytaniem ...