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So I was watching a movie on G+ the other day and it got me thinking about the daemons, angels, and their pursuits of Love... Even daemons need (be) loved... Life, the world and universe, and everything... Omniverse; all-ness... We all exist, we all experience, we all feel, think, and observe; be we rock, mountain, flower, tree, forest, ant, mantis, butterfly, bat, human, or star. Daemons and Angels are things of our imagination, plot devices in the grand scheme of story. To the authors of reality, we are the story... yet we tell tales of our own authors, making us the authors of their lives as well... The story of stories is a tale of telling tales... the revival of old and forgotten legends, retold anew with more trials and new faces, the untangling of karmic debt by revisiting the same stories time and again, retelling them over and over, until the stories themselves change, thus paying off karmic debt the characters have incurred... The tragedy of Romeo and Juliet leaves two souls twisted and mournful with sorrow, retold as garden gnomes, healing two lost and all but forgotten souls... Tell the tale of tragic end... tell it over and over again... tell that tale again and again, until finally the tragedy comes to an end.