Attracted by the translation of a word inside Myth--myth. If I remember correctly, it was what we called "myth", but the translator accidentally translated this word. Unforgettable. Someone please tell me if I remember correctly.
At the moment when the sound of nature sounded, I didn't think it was the sound of nature, I could only stay in the understanding of music, and I didn't realize the realm of the translator's translation. However, it was indeed a church chant, with a pure melody. However, the moment "Angel" sounded, the first syllable, I seemed to hear the inner voice. Perhaps, this perception is just because of memory. Two years ago, the song that touched my heart that Junior conveyed to me originally originated from here - the City of Angels. After being addicted to "Angel" for two years, when I look back to meet "City of Angels" many years ago, the excitement is beyond words.
Indeed, in the face of invisible forces, human beings are so insignificant and helpless, and even the perfect quality and skills cannot compete with those natural forces that control us. However, a look, a look that is firm enough, a determination, and a power that is enough to explode, the God of Destiny is also touched by it. So, moved the angel, so there is this "myth" outside the myth of God.
What it means to have is not that I can feel the person I love, but that the person who loves me can also feel my love. Reciprocity constitutes possession. Human senses, through "touch" and then "feel". The power of emotions and desires is enough to turn steel into softness around fingers or magic into decay. Desires are rigid, angels have no desires, so they have indestructible appearance and vitality. However, for the sake of the human emotions, they would rather be in pain, decay, lose, and sleep forever...
We are alive, just a glimpse, why should we be controlled by emotions and desires and suffer and even end our already short life? Why not enjoy
the joys and sorrows it brings?
Why are all angels men? Why don't angels wear pure white clothes? So what is a woman? Hehe~
not so much why, not so many have to...
The moment when I saw two angels communicate on the roof of the building and incarnated as human beings, the pain and unbearableness they had to face was the price to pay for the experience of lust. At that moment, I began to understand that there was an angel by my side, he In order to come to this world to suffer, the gestures he showed in order to appreciate the various states of the world were just for the sake of coming to this world once, and then we met.
There was not much time, his, or mine, but my angels began to shine, gradually illuminating my dawn.
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