When angels landed on earth, and roamed the deserts and hills, no one saw them for they wore cloaks made of the dusty wastes of star factories.
When angels landed on earth, they drank wine of mortal blood to quench their wrath of virtue and bring balance to the great inner battle.
When angels landed on earth, without laws or words or lines on maps yet they knew things, true things, of change and reciprocity and love.
When angels landed on earth, the waves rose and volcanoes spewed, and trees dropped all their seeds.
When angels landed on earth, good men played poker with the devil and bad men gave food to the poor.