Angels, Demons... things...

Do they still or have they ever been on this earth?

Even in our imaginations to what we've seen on TV or drawn or felt as if an emotion perhaps in motion. A wave of why trouble is that they believe they are real when in the bodies of humans even if it's just for a moment to see how life would be if they descended and could be born themselves.

"We've been alive too long."

In those moments you blank out or stare out or notice nothing and something or whatever... there it is. Every time... and it's upsetting.

If they could return–

They would be able to find a sort of un bicurious lived life and eventually find their own eternity not being inside of outside time anymore.

Work can be addicting, and play, and love, and hatred.

It's important for them or us or to have ourselves be our own owners of our emotions.

The things or parts of this world that we feel make us us because from below or above or wherever an emotion comes from...

A moment...

–It matters.

Because in that moment

We can fix wherever it is we're going because the beginning was too perfect.