They are made of the stuffs of which stars are made, whose world consists of matter so high speed that it goes right off of the periodic table.
And they are a civilization over a billion years in the making…oh to cross technologies of the soul with such a creature!
They are the angels. They have come to our world to assist, to make evolution of the soul complete, and to bring their kingdom of harmony into the depths of our very own.
And they have always been here, and though from trillions of light years away, are possibly as close to us right now…as the nearest stranger passing us on the street..
This is their story, of their origin, of their purpose, and of their goal,
from the point of view of one to whom they have revealed themselves. So get out some angel food cake and some orange juice…a favorite of theirs…for you are in for the ride of your life…because…
Angels truly, are everywhere…
Footnote: As you read these very mobile words, the spirit will move, and fly through the very imprints of this text.
This is the wake of the angels…and the motion of their wings…
As they reveal themselves to you…in your mind…as the spirits that they are…in their very own unique and gentle way..
Chapter 1
“The First Angel”
The time: 1 point 3 billion years, B.C.
The place: Planet Earth,
Address: The Seacoast, under a starry sky..
All there was on Earth were water and land, for the fire of life had only recently activated itself on the newly terraformed plantation. Tiny microcosms roamed the deep, bathing in the starlight on this special night.
At this moment, the first day of the New Year, the stars aligned in a special way. Many galaxies were even involved in this special of all revelries of the blackness of the interstellar void.
The nebula collected, and forms of starbirths entered their circular motions. The starstuffs collected, and coalesced, and brewed, and finally entered into perfect equilibrium, and became…a special component, in the new soup bed Earth Primordial Ocean.
A cocoon emerged, as fit and intact as the Cosmos could fashion it, and it rested beneath the crashing surf. It was covered by an intelligent blue light, which extended to the heavens themselves.
The single cells examined it, and magnified it, and supported it, for the best that their tiny wills could manage…and tried for one hundred years.
A century…that is how long it takes for the stars to give birth to an angel. The embryonic angel tried to interact with the microcosms that were investigating it for that tenth of a millennium, and factored it millions of times, because life was emanating forth.
Then, on that certain day under the starry skies, 1.3 billion years ago, the cocoon broke loose…and out stepped the first of all angels…a magnificent being in a roughly human form, over nine feet tall.
Translucent blue vapors surrounded him, forming into clothing of peace.
He had wings of fire, flamed, and was pure white, as if pure spirit.
He was the forerunner of all that would ever live on this hatchling planet,
and was here to make an impression..a lasting impression.
“Where am I,” he said. “What am I? The last thing I remember was…being asleep.”
He flapped his fiery wings, flew up a few yards, then drifted back down to Earth.
“This firmament below me…I like it..I did not have this before” and he flapped his wings again, this time which turned white, covered with feathers.
“Oh to rest upon a solid ground…a firmament…a real world..but still..there is something missing..”
“Where are the others? The other stars…I was one of them…far, far away from here…oh my!” And he looked up and saw the stars. “The stars are now apart…they circle the firmament…oh my…the peace, the serenity…of the heavens..is not here. It is missing…I must find an answer..”
And he collapsed under the weight of his emergence of his new life.
He fell asleep, an angel sleep, which can occur even while wide-awake.
With open eyes, he fell asleep, drunk on the wine of the morphine of a new era of being.
And from the trajectory of the horizon emerged a new figure. It coincided with the rising of the ancient Sun…and walked leisurely toward him. The figure was glowing with the same brilliance as the rising Sun, and warmth to the angel’s soul reached itself angelward until the Man met the angel.
“I somehow know you!” said the first angel. “Yet we have never met…at least, not in several eternities…who are you?
“I am thy God,” said the glowing Man. “I created you.”
“Of course!” said the angel. And the angel paused.
“Yes?” said the Lord.
“Yes?”
“You paused,” said the Lord. “I created you to do that, because I created you so magnificently, that you will need to do this continually when you are with the feebler of my creations, which are one day to come, which you will look after until they one day join you in majesty.”
“I understand,” said the angel. And the angel paused again.
“Why did you pause?” asked the Lord. “You are right in doing so, of course, because it strengthens one to wait on me. The more you pause to me, the more I will be allowed to do my work..”
“Now I am complete,” said the angel. “Except for the civilization, the power…that I have always dreamed of…while I was asleep. Lord,” he said, “How long was I asleep?”
“For pretty near 10 billion years,” replied the Lord.
“But that is impossible!” said the angel. How could I be inactive for so long a time?”
”You are an infinite being,” replied the Lord. “To date the universe is about ten billion years old. You drifted among the stars all that time, asleep. You did not yet live. And you will not completely live..for yet another 1 billion three hundred million years or so. But when you are ready, I will lighten your load.”
“Do so now? I am very encumbered under the pressures of the Cosmos now upon me.”
“Of course,” replied the Lord. Concentrate on the word, “Home.”
And the angel did. Immediately the surroundings changed…into a dream- like state, with the beginnings of a great empire surrounding him.
“This is heaven,” replied the Lord. “It is where you will live when you are not on the firmament.”
“It is beautiful,” replied the angel. “I could rest here forever…” and the angel paused once again.
“Yes?” replied the Lord.
“Yes?” replied the angel.
“You paused again,” said the Lord.
“Oh, right. I miss the firmament now…I miss the real world…it hurt…but it was so..so…glorious!”
“These are the two worlds which will be your home,” said the Lord.
“This one is for rest and recuperation, and the other one is where you and the host I will create there will gain value.”
“The other one? I thought there was only one firmament.”
“Yes, the other one is the world of prices. This world is the world of rest and reward, which will one day unite with the world of prices, to make the glorious state which is yours and my goal.”
“You see, 10 billion years ago the universe came into existence. And before that was infinity…time forever in reverse. You were there. That is why you asked where you were from, in your own way.”
“That world was not the world of being, but only the world of semi-being. It was enough, but not the life we wished for, the glorious one to come when the two worlds you have now seen combine over a billion years from now.”
“You elected to come here about 10 billion years ago, and before the time of the gods, in order to enter the world of prices..in order to enter the world of pain and suffering…to buy…the glory..which will last forever and ever.”
With that the angel sat down upon the landscape of heaven. “Why do I long to be there, in the real world again?”
“It is because you are a warrior,” said the Lord. “I created you perfect from the very beginning. You wish to fight and prevail with honor…to please and uplift I, your God.”
“And I will name you ‘Gabriel,’ because you are the very first of my creations in my image. You must walk with me for a very long time, and then one day I will put you in charge of the weaker vessels, which I will call mankind. They will be a very glorious sort…paying prices in the world of suffering to the infinite degree. And you will help them.”
“But I wish to pay the prices to that degree as well,” replied Gabriel.
“Of course you do, because you are a warrior. You will live part of your life here with me in heaven, and part of your life on the Earth below, helping mankind. Together, and only together with them…will the price be paid…and the glorious world finally be purchased…the world which we all have left forever ago to obtain…”
“Mankind will live a much shorter time than you, but will suffer much more, so that his total suffering will be equal to yours--which will be spread out over hundreds of millions of years..”
“I will create many more beings like you, but it will not be for awhile. First I must walk with you…for hundreds of millions of years…
“I will teach you and show you how to live…so that you will be perfect for caring for my beloved creation, mankind…”
“My head hurts,” said Gabriel.
“Too much, too fast for a child,” said the Lord.
“We will talk more…”said the Lord.
And the two of them found that, unknown to Gabriel, they had returned to Earth. And they disappeared into the moonlight…of the still ancient Moon.
Chapter 2
"The Guardian of Heaven"
For six hundred million years, the First Angel walked with God, both in the real world and in heaven…but then mostly in heaven, because that is then where reality was envisioned. And there was just not that much going on in the new Earth, since the only life there were single celled creatures of the ocean. Gabriel spent his time in virtual realities, of the kind people today experience only in computers. There was no one else for the angel to relate to, except his sovereign, the Lord, but the Lord was enough, He finally knew all too well.
He also monitored ancient alien civilizations, but the Lord prohibited interaction with them, because they had to be allowed to evolve according to their own standards.
And sometimes the Lord even permitted him to play with the minor gods of the universe’s exterior…but seriously, at this point in the angel’s evolution he thought them a little strange..too much for real companionship. Though he knew it would not always be this way, for the gods would finally reveal their many, many mysterious ways.
Gabriel trained in four categories, each of which would one day be a category of all of the angelkind to come. He was to be a warrior, a minister--of both healing and orderliness--and was to be an angel of praise, and finally an angel of worship. He was also to know the duties of both a cherubim and a seraphim. The Lord taught him all of these things in virtual reality, during these relatively lonely six hundred million years.
Also, Gabriel learned something special about his virtual reality. It would form into a giant computer somehow, whose hard drive was so vast…that it would contain all knowledge…both of past, the traveling present, and of the future. These, the Lord instructed him, were Heaven’s Archives. It was a very difficult thing to master, and even harder to understand…because its files continued into infinity itself, since knowledge would be gained eternally, in both the future, and of the past. All access to Heaven’s Archives were to be his charge and his charge alone…including the restricted access, some of which even he was not permitted access to until the time was right.
Men and angels would access these archives whenever they
deduced them logically.
Gabriel would one day be kind of like the head librarian of Heaven. When someone wanted to know something, they could always come to him to try to obtain the information.
This was an extremely important function and responsibility of Gabriel, because people and angels both would constantly reach for knowledge, and it has to be accessed just the right way for it to be achieved. It must, Gabriel, knew, be accessed in an heroic, selfless way and pure way.
If you were to look at these massive archives, you would see column after column of computer hardware, extending into a tunnel which curved into infinity the further one would look into it.
The further you traveled into it, the more restricted access you would find, because it would be further into the future, or the restricted access past. If you did not have the proper clearance, granted by Gabriel, one of his future assistants, or the Lord himself, a door would finally close on you, forbidding further traveling into these very infinite archives of heaven.
This is what kept the First Angel busy for the six hundred million years that he was alone, except for the Lord. By the end of that tenure, he had mastered reality, because by the Archives the Lord had given to him, he had seen and traveled virtually through much of what was accessible to him.
Finally, the six hundred million years had ended, and Gabriel put his head down at the Main Archive Computer…and said, “God, I can’t take any more. I am ready for some of the other beings I have learned about in virtual reality to become real. I need someone like myself.”
“It is time,” said the Lord. And the Lord waved his hand.
The time: 700 million years, B.C.
The place: Planet Earth
The address: the seacoast, under the starry sky
Once again the stars and galaxies moved into their conjunctions and alignments, for many decades and centuries, and this time into all of the power constellations of the ancient universe. And the starstuffs again coalesced…into a cocoon, buried under the storming surf. Storming, because this time in the ancient Earth there raised a mighty hurricane, which started recently, and would continue, waxing and waning, for a hundred years.
The egg cell radiated with a forceful red aura, which extended into infinity itself.
Gabriel knew that this was his new baby brother, and he would frequently come down to Earth and brave the storms to tend to the incubating egg. Occasionally lightning from the storm would strike the developing cocoon, and it would glow a fluorescent red for a few minutes. Sometimes the lightning would even hit the tending Gabriel. But he was strong enough.
The storm kept moving the cocoon out to the deep sea, so Gabriel found himself needing to be extra vigilant about the egg.
He had to every few weeks or even days sometimes bring the egg back to shore, so that the crashing surf would give it the oxygen it so needed to develop properly.
Gabriel would frequently talk to the developing hatchling, now that for the first time in his immortality he was not alone any more. He could feel the love pulsate when he would talk, and he knew he soon would completely no longer be alone. Sure, the Lord was there, but there is a certain aloneness one has when not with their own kind, which requires such. Now Gabriel had this.
Whenever the storm abated a bit, multi-cellular creatures would swarm around the egg, seeking its loving protection from the squall. In addition, Gabriel noticed, it seemed to work, for the tiny creatures would glow a special green of health when they neared the Guardian.
The tiny creatures fastened themselves to the exterior of the cocoon, the first clinging sea algae.
Finally, the century egg and the century storm succeeded, and the angel broke loose from his confines. As he did so, a thousand lightning bolts rushed from the sky and raced into him at full charge…and the angel lived, for the very first time.
A very fierce looking angel was he. In addition, nine feet or so like his brother; he had the tint of red, including his newly formed spirit clothing. His wings were also of fire, and he himself glowed a resounding red, the rays of which succeeded to the heavens.
Then the hundred-year hurricane intensified. Gabriel called to his brother…”We had best get you to safety…this storm may harm us somewhat.”
“No problem,” the hatchling enunciated clearly, and without even the slightest of a hesitation. And he rushed to the clouds, to the very eye of the hurricane, and belted it with an extremely strong fist…and the storm stilled.
He returned to the older angel and said…”That storm was
really beginning to get my goat!”
“You matured much more quickly than I did!” said an amazed First Angel.
“I have always done that,” said the Second Angel.
“But you are newborn, like I was.”
“Oh, amazing. You are right. The spirit I was in was driving me to do those things and say those things. Who and what am I?”
And suddenly the two angels became aware of a Presence looking over their shoulders. They turned to greet him.
“Hello young angel,” said the Lord. “I am the Lord, and I have just created you. I have given you my spirit, because to drive it will be your sole responsibility whenever I am away. Of course I will never in the truest sense be away, but things will get very difficult sometimes.”
“I am here to serve,” replied the hatchling.
“Yes you are,” replied the Lord. “And because you stopped a hundred year old storm, that was getting the best of me, too, I will call you Michael, because that is in every sense the mightiest name I know.”
“You are the first of angelkind of many which will follow…of the type of angel called a warrior.”
With this, Michael looked puzzled.
“Yes, I know your brother is a warrior, too, but you are the first to fully specialize as a warrior angel. I will create a host of billions of warrior angels one day, and you will lead them all.
Together with them you will fight away bad spirit and weakness and sinister forces…in short, you will be the administrator of justice of heaven…Heaven’s Guardian.”
“And,” the Lord continued, “You are the first of all Cherubim. All angels teach, you see, a race to come called humanity. And Cherubim teach directly, as opposed to Seraphim which teach by learning.”
“Again, Lord, I am here to serve,” said Michael heroically. “Thank you for creating me the way that you did. I will live a happy eternity with my brother here because of all of this.”
Then the two new brothers became acquainted…and walked with the Lord…for 400 million years.
All the time Michael entered Gabriel’s virtual realities, and learned the finer arts of spiritual warfare--including how to fight future global Earth wars, and how to slay mighty virtual dragons.
And Gabriel loved Michael, his new baby brother. There will never be two more well compatible brothers in all existence than these two.
And as Gabriel became the Archive Keeper, Michael became the Chief of Police--virtually at this time of course--whom would annihilate all escape from law and order for every time to come, whence it would ever be needed.
Chapter 3
“The Christmas Angel”
Michael and Gabriel fought many wars for the 400 million years in which they came to know each other. The Lord taught them how to use the sword, and how to defend with the shield. They would put on armor, from the head to the foot, and go to war with their opponents, battling valiantly.
Of course, their opponents were fictitious, generated by Gabriel’s Master Computer, but the Lord taught them…that fiction does not mean false, it just means that reality has been changed into symbols.
Whenever Gabriel and Michael won a battle, something good would happen in the spirit, and somewhere in the vast universe…someone was benefited.
It did, unfortunately, involve sacrifice. Sometimes Gabriel and Michael would be injured in these battles…and the recovery process could take quite a bit of time…as they paid for the Lord’s glory and their future perfect happinesses.
They championed the Lord’s Kingdom valiantly, however, and never complained about the work…they just endured it. And when the battle was over, they would gather the treasure from their virtual battle scenario, and present it to the Lord, as an article of worship. This always pleased the Lord, and the Lord would reward them with some piece of wisdom or some quantity of excellent being in consequence.
Toward the end of the 300 million years, however, Gabriel and Michael were getting hurt quite a bit in their battles for their God. So they finally got together and prayed…for a solution. The Lord appeared and waved his hand. “It is time,” he said. “I will now raise for me a champion of healing…”
The Time: 300 million years, B.C.
The Place: Planet Earth
The address: the seacoast, under the starry sky
For some time, there had been creatures in the oceans now, and life was beginning to emerge on the new Earth. Primitive ferns and vegetation peppered the land, and amphibians were already starting to creep out of the vast ocean and onto dry land. All of this glory Michael and Gabriel had been fighting for was making the new real world…beautiful and awesome..
Suddenly, the night after Gabriel and Michael’s prayer for a solution, a bright Supernova appeared in the heavens. A star without habitable planets exploded itself out of anger towards its lifeless situation…and decided to bring the Lord glory in the only special way it had available to it.
When the star was straight up into the sky, the third cocoon materialized. It descended from all of the flourishing life constellations, like the ones of great animals and plants. The star stuffs once again baked their energies, and the third egg planted itself within the streaming, now very teaming, ocean waters.
Michael and Gabriel rushed to the cocoon, and Gabriel informed Michael the great news, that this was their newest baby brother…as Michael was to him.
The cocoon was bathed in a beautiful golden yellow light that descended from the vapors of the new supernova, and whenever primitive fish would come near, their energies were restored to them, and the occasional injured among them were healed.
As it was with Michael’s, tufts of sea algae clung to it, as if finding life emanating from whence.
Soon the supernova spent itself, but it never ceased its warm golden healing glow. The flora and vegetation near the shore came to life in a semicircle around the cocoon, and Gabriel and Michael slowly rocked the egg in the waves, in a lullaby for their brother to be.
Finally, the hundred years had ended, and once again, a hatchling emerged. Another nine-foot angel began life, again complete with wings of fire, flamed--and the look of total peace on his face. He was bathed in a golden yellow light, and such clothing of spirit became to cover him as well.
Suddenly the supernova came back to life for one brief instant, and exploded until the light was very bright, and a glow could be seen that descended to the new hatchling.
The Lord appeared, greeted the new angel, and informed him that he was the first of the minister healer variety of angels, a kind of angel which--because of their fine skill of restoration of body and spirit--would be loved universally. He also informed him that he would be the first of the Seraphim, the type of angelkind which teach by learning.
The Lord explained that when these seraphim appear to learn--often by asking just the right questions--that they are quite literally teaching, by drawing the information from the person from whom they are learning. The Lord said that this works because all knowledge lies dormant inside of each creature. This, he said, would explain why some of the new creatures they observed on this new Earth would somehow be born with the knowledge of how to take care of their young.
The Lord then explained that this new angel would actually be the forerunner of the Great Physician, whom would be born at a future date, on a certain day to which would be formally called “Christmas” the world over. Christmas, he said would be at time of healing for the nations, as people would rest and celebrate from the toils of the year. Because Christmas heals, the Lord said, this new angel would be called the Christmas Angel, and because he would be the forerunner of the Great Physician, he would take a name which would be like this Physician, which the Lord announced, would simply be the name, “Chrioni.”
The Lord also gave the angel a second name, for when he wished to be obscure, as angels often desire to give honor to the Lord. And this name was to be, at it is now well known…”Raphael.”
Michael and Gabriel loved their new little brother, and immediately took him adventuring with them in Gabriel’s virtual world…that he designed with his master computer.
Once on the computer monitor Gabriel received a “help” signal from a far away galaxy, a world in which was destroying itself by war.
Gabriel programmed a virtual world complete with dragons in which to fight for help for the periled world, and immediately the three went to work fighting the dragons, and the good effect went to the formerly periled world.
This is how angels assist whenever they do so in the spirit world.
This time the battle was so great, that all three of them were severely wounded by the dragons. They won the battle, but at a heavy cost. This was the same as it had been for millions of years with Michael and Gabriel.
Chrioni then stood up and gave thanks to the Lord, and raised his hand with a warm yellow glow, and placed his hand upon Michael, whom was hurt the worst, and then Gabriel, and lastly himself.
All were completely healed, and the three of them rejoiced and thanked God.
And the people of the periled world praised God, and were completely healed as well. And they all worshiped God, whom had already created this Christmas miracle in their hearts.
And the three first angels became a triune team, and loved each other, and grew powerful and blessed…for 200 million years.
Gabriel would create the scenario in his computer, Michael would champion the battle, and Chrioni would finish up with the healing and restoration. They were quite the team…and did many miracles like this for their fledgling world, to give glory to the God that created them so well--and with such awesome responsibility—and whom gave them such ability to make things right…and on such a vast scale.
Chapter 4
“Way Down Below the Ocean”
The Year: 100 million years, B.C.
The Place, Planet Earth
The Address: Moderately Northwestern Pangaea
Brilliant as Gabriel was, he could think up only so many adventure scenarios with which the three valiant soldiers of fortune could amuse themselves.
They needed help and a lot of input, and queried the Lord about this.
The Lord said that this was one reason he had to soon create humankind…, which was so that there would be sufficient ingenuity for the adventures of reality. As deep into the price world as man would go, he would overcome sufficiently to create sufficient glory to launch an eternity of creativity.
The angels, however, needed their own civilization, too, as they were a people unto themselves. Yes, they needed humankind for his depth of overcoming, but angels needed the real world and something beautiful from it that they did on their own…to give themselves identity.
Therefore, the Lord created the angelic civilization about this point in history. Every sentient civilization in the universe has one, as the forerunner for its own manifest perfection, and this was the one for humankind.
It was built in slightly western Pangaea, in about the place where the Northern Atlantic Ocean is today. The reason for this location: it was up on a plateau, centered by a mountain range, and its height made it rather difficult….for the now abundant dinosaurs to get into the communities to attack.
T-Rex was always looking for a meal, and an angel sandwich sounded rather good to him right about now…
The entire universe was involved this time. Every star, everywhere, had to be worked, for the next 100 million years or so. This is because God decided to fill the heavens and the Earth with angels!
So the stars churned, and the stars burned, and the stars spun, until they were done…and 100 cocoons were nested off of the western coast of Pangaea. Gabriel, Michael and Chrioni were ecstatic, as they had worked together for two hundred million years for this blessed event. The hundred eggs radiated every color of the rainbow…because God was to create an assortment of types and degrees of angelkind.
In a hundred years, after much tending and rocking and praying over, they all hatched. There were warriors, minister healers, minister orderlies, worship, praise, and many sub-categories of each. And each individual except Gabriel became either Cherubim or Seraphim. Gabriel was both. As the shells were flown over the ocean and dropped to return them to the sea, more cocoons materialized. This time it was ten thousand of them.
The hundred and three managed these quite nicely, each taking care of a hundred, pretty much. A hundred years later, these hatched, and this time a million were formed. This process continued...until there were soon (soon for an angel) 90 billion angels!
Of course, there was not room on this Earth for so many angels…so a lot of them had to stay in heaven (awe!)…until such time in the future when the Earth would be immortalized into many Earths…and there would be room for all. Ten billion more angels were to be created, but this would be done slowly, over the next hundred million years or so, so that the angels would always have youth from whom to learn…until Earth was immortalized.
The angels that stayed in heaven still needed the real world…they just obtained what they needed of it by reports from other angels, and by coming down for missions occasionally. You know, by helping someone with the civilization, or feeding a starving dinosaur, or helping an animal escape a predator, or something.
Now there were other angels in the universe—given to other races—on other planets, some even existing before Gabriel, but all of these angels were not permitted access to each other until their charges contacted each other on their own volition. This was because angels evolve and advance with their charge, and cannot be allowed advancements which can hurt society. For example, you cannot give a machine gun to cave men that would shoot everything at once and each other, and you cannot give atom bombs to medieval societies whom do not know how to create political tensions to keep things safe. A “charge” is like what humanity is to the angels of the Earth. A charge is the object of an angel’s protection and care.
Ten million angels were allowed to live in the city created on Earth at any one time. The angels took human form whenever they were in the city.
This was to protect possible alien civilizations, which might be watching them. Such a powerful being as an angel in full glory might terrify them!
The city reached great heights, with housing, plumbing, electrical power, and finally perfect solar power. They had solar vehicles, and solar powered aircraft. They even had a space program, which involved the use of a type of flying saucer, as they are known today. But the Lord only allowed them to observe other worlds invisibly (invisibly also to radar detection)--which their technology allowed—because angels are not permitted contact with other races until their charges make “first contact”…unless there is some emergency, such as an extraterrestrial attacking them or their charge.
During this “brief” hundred million years, the angels learned from each other how they would care for their future charge. The Lord would occasionally visit the city, and teach them in seminars. Of course, he looked human at this time, as well, so as not to confuse aliens (or dinosaurs!).
Toward the close of the hundred million years, the Lord allowed the civilization to reach a culmination. He said that the civilization must now end for a season, because it was time for the brief period in which mankind would live upon the world before his immortality. He called it “brief” because angels were keenly aware of the approaching eternity, which would dwarf any time man would rule the world in this way. Not to mention the angels’ usual own extreme age.
The Date: 4,000 B.C.
The Place: Planet Earth at Large
Finally, it was time for the Lord to create humankind. In Mesopotamia, a large vortex was formed, which reached such force as to create a time canal, which would affect everything. From within this vortex, God exited time itself, and created everything that exists…over seven days.
He created the past, the present, and the future…and the effects went into all sections and subcategories of the entire universe. He even created the worlds of the universe such that they would have creations of their own, in mirror to the actual creation, wherever and however that may be. When the seven days were completed, the force of the creation was so strong that the Earth’s surface broke apart…and formed the continents we now know today.
And the angelic Earth home sank to the bottom of the northern Atlantic Ocean…where it has been for the last 6,000 years or so, mostly
by now deteriorated and eroded away.
God had therefore created humankind. Neanderthal intermarried with them, and creation through the building block of evolution was now complete.
It was now time for the real angelic work to begin...to combine their world with ours, to make the perfect world…
Chapter 5
“Meet the Angel”
“Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”
Hebrews 13:2
The angel, as God’s servant Billy Graham put it, is God’s Secret Agent. What this means is that even though these days angels are among us, we do not readily recognize them, as they are in human form.
There are about 100 billion angels, and more than one billion of them are in the world, undercover, at any one particular time. To be specific, they are about one out of five of us. And according to the scripture, they are usually strangers.
If one would find an angel, one must first know what an angel’s “charge” is. As explained in the previous chapter, it is the angels’ assigned person, whom he cares for and protects. But a charge is more than that.
Before any of us may encounter a real, live angel, we must usually encounter the angel’s charge first. That is the spirit of those human beings, which the angel cares for.
When the angel speaks or acts, it may not be the angel’s speaking or acting entirely, but it may be the spirit of his charge talking and acting through himself.
This can be confusing at first, but remember this: the charge is the spirit of the human beings the angel is working with, and whom the angel acts as. Every angel on Earth accepts a role, as an actor, and acts the part of his charge, until the proper time that he chooses to reveal himself.
The angel is being truthful when he displays his charge; he is just converting everything into symbols for the decoding. Kind of the way that a dream can be interpreted, which occurs so easily for them because dreams flow from their home in heaven.
Want to get past the charge, and past the angel’s cover? Just converse with the angel until you get to know him somewhat, and he will let his guard down and you will then be able to know you are talking with a real live angel.
In previous chapters, we have met the three earliest angels on Earth.
I hope that that gave you an idea of what angels are like, to assist you in finding them. The commonest mistake about angels is that they are humans that died. This could not be further from the truth. Angels are their own race, and desire life in this world just like most anyone else.
Here are a few things you can look for in looking for angels:
(1) Talk to strangers. The more strangers you meet, the more angels you will meet. This is because angels cannot be in the human (family) grapevine, since they are of a different race. They have to come from outside.
(2) Look for smooth, flowing mannerisms in the extremities. Angels are spiritual creatures, and their arms and legs move through the liquid like ethereal plane as you watch them.
(3) Look for finely chiseled, Elvin features. Oh, if you do not know what that is like, go check out an old fairy tale book!
(4) Look for eyes that can stop an eighteen-wheeler truck in its tracks. Angels are very powerful, and sometimes need to use the slightest motion of the will to protect us.
(5) Look for eyes that see into the soul.
(6) Notice when someone knows something that he really should not be able to know. Angels get information from God. That is how they know.
(7) Notice when someone arrives to meet you in much shorter a time span than he should be able to. Angels fly, and travel through the spirit world. That is how they do it.
(8) Notice when someone gets past an item to meet you that they should not have been able to pass. Angels go invisible at will, you know.
(9) If you are fortunate enough to be touched by an angel, life will flood into your soul. That is a definite tip-off.
(10) Finally, look for purity of spirit and total love and caring. Angels are good, especially so when one gets past their defensive charge in their spirit. Love is a key to knowledge of them.
The angels have been here since the first man walked the Earth. Find them.
They are filled with knowledge, grace and mercy.
They even sometimes work a minor miracle to two..if they are not in fact bringing a major one from their God. Well worth getting to know.
And they are here to take the world for their God. To combine their world with ours.
Remember, often when you meet them, they are just arriving from heaven itself. They are therefore soaked in heavenly spirit. That heaven, they wish to pass on to you…if you will only find and meet this very special creature
of the Lord…
Make sure that the angel has touched you in the spirit somehow and revealed himself or herself to you of course first, as you don't wish to be open to a prank. Just know this: that angels have a way of letting you know beyond all doubt that it is one of them..even as if it were the first time in your life that you were ever certain of anything...
Angels speak the language of love, and that is understood in every language.
When you find an angel, and know it in your heart and soul...perhaps, if you have checked out their authenticity in your heart and soul with the great God above, invite him or her to your home, and offer him or her angel food cake and orange juice.
These are among their favorite foods!
May you walk with angels.