Our Japanese class found it funny that in common terminology “food” isn’t very distinguished from specifically “rice” until it was pointed out to us that in English “meal” is “loose roughly ground grain”
So do I just like….follow…anyone? Like real people? Like the actual people and not the subject matter? That isn’t like following someone to their doorstep? Why does this seem so personal???
Think of it as, you are a stray cat, and every evening I put out my garbage and you come and eat it
an angel would fuck a streetlamp and it would be nothing. it would be like a dog thoughtlessly rutting against a couch: pure instinctual pleasure chasing with something that may elicit but not share in your libido. but if an angel fucked a cell tower then viable offspring could very well result
this isn’t an arbitrary fact nor am i saying it in a fit of tryhard i’m-so-quirky-weird-internet-man pretense ok im saying that metaphysically speaking, if we were talking about the pure intent and function of angels and cell towers, they are absolutely in the same family of creature
people are asking “are you okay” and “what the fuck does this mean”. you are not contributing to divine phylogeny
Angels are messengers, and cell towers pass on messages, as well. What’s not to get?
