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Do you think the gods like how we draw them?
Or the angels appreciate the time it took to draw each feather or iris?
Maybe that we may not worship them like we used to, but that we've grown and evolved to know we're still there and we can stand on our own feet?
Maybe they appreciate that we write down their names and we give our own beautiful characteristics to them? Or that we feel closer to them if we imagine them to look like those among us? That we know of their beauty and we grow tired of their traditions and tragedies?
I hope they know that we think of them often and thoughtfully, as we curse their creations and we are sorry for the hateful words we drown them in. Because i am very sorry, and but i am angry and tired, so i will not take the words back but i will cherish them and i hope they do same.
I hope they can read this, wherever they may be. Spiteful and generous.