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metatron doesn’t consider angels his siblings except for sandalphon, who he was created together with and is his other half.

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Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays

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Albus Dumbledore in Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald (2018)

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Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore

Florence, Italy.

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   𝙰 𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙼 𝙾𝙵 𝙸𝚃 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚂．  a simple truth can be beautiful,  and metatron is tempted to say it out loud,  though it would be cruel.  truth and beauty are often cruel.  part beauty and part cruelty,  and upon seeing eloa and how sweet and dim she looks in her melancholy,  both tempt him  —  unspeakably and unexplainably.  her face,  almost sickly gentle,  almost distant,  calls yahoel back to times it would be wiser to deem gone,  but a part of him can’t bring himself to just yet.  a part.  parts of everything.   ‘  sad seeing you here.  ’   it’s a dry joke,  but the archangel tells it with a straight face and creased brow,  so it almost sounds honest.   ‘  not i would expect anything else of you.  ’   he remarks,  and there comes,  at last,  the cruelty. 

   his hands slip into the pockets of his trousers,  as though he’s cold.  there’s a truth concealed there,  though.  and it is,  as always,  cruel.  god used to be warm,  and bright,  and all things golden would appear unworthy and rusty in comparison to a sheer flash of memory passing before the scribe’s eyes.  eloa,  however,  feels ethereally cold.  not without a sting of satisfaction,  metatron thinks he can’t forgive that of her.   forgiveness is god’s realm.

   the library is quiet,  not open for business. he had come thinking he would meet with the insufferable winchester brothers,  and was instead met with a face,  metaphorically speaking for the one beyond the muscles and bone,  he’d not seen in a biblically long time.  he doesn’t face her.  he lets his eyes glide over the titles,  enraptured in the mystery of the few ones he’s never heard.

   ‘  i always found the idea of you siding with lucifer very funny,  you know.  given your ... nature.  but i take you found back some of the common sense you lost,  eloa.  is that why you’re working with those two now?  ’

     @seorrow​     /      𝙿𝚁𝚅 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁.

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                     𝚂𝙸𝙲 𝙼𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚄𝚂 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂 𝙴𝚂𝚃   —   @𝙼𝙸𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙽．

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before there's any confusion, my metatron was never a human-turned-angel, always an angel. upon his creation he was called yahoel. it is true, however, that he's been living among humans since very ancient times and he's, by now, far more drawn to human matters than heavenly politics.

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i might have finally settled on a psd for metatron so will do things here in the following days

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The stories shatter. Or you wear them out or leave them behind. Over time the story of the memory loses its power. Over time you become someone else. Only when the honey turns to dust are you free.

Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost (via weltenwellen)

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Antonio Banderas as The Maestro in The Music of Silence (2017), dir. Michael Radford

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From The Book of Miracles (Augsburger Wunderzeichenbuch), c. 1550. Source

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metatron looks no further than his own pain, his own abandonment issues, his own self. having been closer to god than anyone else has made him incredibly self-centered and intimately convinced that no one feels god's absence more than him. he's spent millennia trying to shut his suffering down as an exercise of humility, but he's not exactly good at it, and it shows.

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Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution

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riddarfjärden, stockholm by eugène jansson / “chinese satellite” by phoebe bridgers

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“What matters is precisely this; the unspoken at the edge of the spoken.”

— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry, 21 July 1912  (via proustiansleep)

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Unknown, Solar prominences of the may 28, 1900