People commonly think of angels as gentle, loving, healing entities full of lovingkindness, the personification of all that's best, the ideal of humanity. Wishful thinking. Sentimental nonsense. They are nothing of the sort. They are bearers of and actual manifestations of revelation—cold, impersonal, inhuman as the universe. They are everything a human being is not. They are the anti-human. The afterhuman. They are pure objectivity, life in it's most brutal form, i.e. without values, subjectivity, emotion, or even consciousness. You might question whether they are living at all but instead anthropomorphic representations of natural processes, chemical, nuclear, etc. In any event, they appear to announce the absolute absence, the annihilation —the disappearance of you.