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modern god aesthetic
dark bags under your eyes from nights spent contemplating divinity when one is trapped in the prison of mortal flesh, the voices of your own Holiness ringing in your ears and trapping you on this side of consciousness until you Remember
disheveled clothes because it’s hard enough to remember to even get out of bed when it is ichor that courses like fire through your veins, let alone dress in clean clothes (because doing laundry is a waste of time, you are a God and the clothes on your floor suffice just as well as the finest silk)
a cluttered dresser, things shoved off to either side to make room for the Shrine that you dedicated to yourself, scattering holy symbols around it because having it there directed the energy and gave you strength
pencils scratching sigils onto the corners of papers, protection, self, safety, divinity- people ask what they mean and you brush it off, ‘it was just a doodle’
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It’s like there’s stars on the ground ✨
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Angels on earth
Angels with cheap headphones for halos.
Angels with bright neon jeans for auras.
Angels pointing at things with arms they don’t have anymore.
Angels going out shirtless during winter, because coats are too restrictive for their wings.
Angels walking barefoot in gravel, because it reminds them of the burning holy grounds.
Angels walking with their eyes closed, because if they can’t open all of them there is no point in opening any.
Angels writting to-do lists in long lost alphabets.
Angels avoiding churches, because it hurts too much.
Angels walking in the streets at 3am, signing songs in languages that never existed and having to stop when a mortal comes near, because they couldn’t handle the power of the words coming out of their mouths.
Angels burning empty churches in hatred after thousands of unanswered prayers.
Angels dragging blades across their skin and whiping their own backs because it reminds them of His presence.
Angels screaming at the top of their lugs and not really knowing why.
Angels with long linen veils for wings.
Angels.
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Green Zen Paradise - Rurikoin (瑠璃光院) in Kyoto (京都) Japan by TOTORORO.RORO on Flickr.
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Angel Soldier aesthetic
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