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Supreme glory. Hod's presence calls for submission, prostration and unfettered love.
Hod's glory veils even the Sun. It is said, in some parts, the Sun's rays only shine in the space left behind by Hod's radiance. The Sun existing only in deference and awe. Splendor submits to Hod and beauty fails before Hod. The sky withers and retracts and all that can remain without Hod languishes in mediocrity. Yes, Hod is greatness, but the price of knowing such brilliance is the sundering of one's own 'self'. Why should we bother to know our own visage or to look even at the Sun while we choose to remain so ignorant of what Hod is? It is all darkness by comparison...
-ramblings of a blind stowaway when the Captain asked his identity.
No doubt this is my favorite. The positioning of hands refers to something more oriental, like Amaterasu. I have no more to say. 're Perfect. I wanted to see this angel on Judgment Day.
But anyway, this is freaking awesome! One hell of a good job
I really like his foldy, fluttery robe.