I saw the Angel of Death.
Her Obsidian Sword with Great Powers roiling within.
She has slain 'whole worlds' with this.
How simple to smite just more old man.
Yet she spared me.
Speared me, and pointed to a horizon a future where like billons of others I would have a purpose for the good.
(...the above came to me on waking very early this morning.)
...as does so much these days.