'The Wall Street Journal' for May 12, 1992, carried an article by staff reporter R. Gustav Niebuhr about people who claimed they were helped by the so-called "guardian angels" and the effect those personal experiences has upon their individual lives. Interesting. I say so.

This calls attention to the phenomena that some have described as "a swish of wings"sensation. A hummingbird? The events they record are recalling certain inexplicable happenings that left people puzzled and in awe. The events are described as beautifully mysterious. I don't know?

I do know that every once in awhile- I'll flashback to the sensation of a AK- 47 sound of the swishing piece if led (lead) bullet. Some folk know I was against the Vietnam war, but, naive and young, and lacking discretion, the draft was the law. I was "moon dropped"  into a tropical jungle on July 20th, 1969.

For seven months I was a land-ground-pounder, a infantry grunt soldier. Afterwards, in wartime battlefields for too long. I still ponder the experience? It's sorta like a DVD that gets stuck and keeps rewind, automatically. A soldiers assumes:`Oh, I'll have to order that hunk of bullet `round to swerve around my numbskull. I tease not? You begin to think like that!

War ain't funny. 

We were trapped in a bloody battlefield. Not every Soldiers was a maniacal sociopath. The premeditating architects of wars, in my opinion, are the truly depraved, and ill-pathetic, psychopaths! Worst! Generally, the soldiers I was in war with were nobel. We just prayed to some mysterious Force that we could return home alive and we could find proper Words to explain  war. O Survive! All carnage we saw was very sad. IF we would just be spared 'our' Life and return home? Whay can a former soldier say?

Speak! 

We vowed to Speak. We'd try hard to explain the unique and horrible war experience. Spare the details. Protect the citizens who have never seen blood spillage. Sucking chest wounds etc., Let other humans Not see the indelible imagery that remain upon the psyche. War is outside the realm of normal- every-day human experience.

War can be foreign, and war can also seem to appear anywhere. War may be witnessed in the city streets, homes, and in the halls of Capital Hill. 

War may abide within human Nature. People say:`Peace and Safety, Yet, there is no peace, but real warfare within the darkened, and demonic lead Psyche.

Politico! 

I read that in Latin the word "angel" 'angelos' and in the old 1st century Greek- the word means - Messenger. In many literature pieces,  the reader wonders if there is any validity:` Baloney? Beautiful? And what about the great art museum pieces? The reader/observer might feel a bit doubtful, and/or astonished? Puzzlement? The description and testimonial stories are unorthodox? 

Fraudulent? No.

A biblical passage ref:`Entertain Strangers Unaware? Maybe there is such a phenomena as a angelic ministering ... within another human mortal? I am just wondering with anyone who will, aloud.

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-- Amy Carmichael. Friends Angelical.

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Far beyond the shifting screen 

Made of things that can be seen,

Are our friends angelical

Of the Land Celestial.

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Thence they come to tend the flowers

That we thought were only ours.

What their toils we may not know,

As they come and as they go.

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Only this we see know: `they see 

As we cannot, what shall be,

Watch the hidden buds unfold,

Dream of colour, heart of gold.

[colors.] 

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Therefore look behind the screen,

Trust the powers of the Unseen.

Neither vague nor mystical

Are our 'Friends angelical.

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Be not forgetful to entertain strangers,

for thereby some have entertained angels unaware.

Hebrews 13:2.

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And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams

Call to the soul when we are asleep,

Some strange thoughts transcend

our wonted themes,

And into glory peep. - Henry Vaughan. 'They Are All Gone' -

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Unless you can love, as the angels may

With the breath of heaven between you;

Unless you can dream that faith is fast,

Through  you can die when the dream is past--

Oh, never call it loving! Robert Browning. 'A women's Shortcomings' -

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Look homeward angel now ... - John Milton - 'Lycidas'-

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All angels come to us disguised. - James Russel Lowell. -

'Death of a Child' -

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Angels, we have heard on high

Singing sweetly through the night,

And the mountains in reply

Echoing their brave delight. -French Winter Carol. 

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Good-Night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! - William Shakespeare. - Hamlet.- John Bunyan. - in 'The Pilgrims Progress' - John Bunyan:`

And now were these two men, as `twere, in Heaven... Being swallowed up with the sight of angels, and with hearing of their melodious notes. (John Buyan has sore toes? huh? Who knows? hush. okay.

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In the hot jungles then

in the dog days of wars

the grunts dropped to the precious Earth

And without a word the angels came down

picked them up gently to carries them away 

Peace