....I consider water, wind, wood, blood, etc.,...even DDT to be spirits.

And, in the "spirit" of Irigaray, I consider angels to be anything that
mediates between us, even down to the salt and peper shakers that some
stranger asks me to hand them across the booth backs in some grimmy
diner here in center city.  Anything that connects us to each other.
And a knife?  A gun?  perhaps those are our demons...

dp

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