I met someone whom I think may have been an actual angel in human form. There were several characteristics that just screamed "angel" about him.

1. His hair just *looked* glorious, and not just glorious in any way, glorious in an angelic way. Half his hair was thick, wavy, and everywhere (like it had some height to it) (dirty blond, I think), and the other half his head was shaved. His face was kinda cool too, like it indicated a special 'psychemotional' (word made up by a friend of mine) technology, I thought it looked like he was probably a programmer, but not in a nerdy way, he didn't look like a nerd at all, he just looked like an elite programmer or hacker to me, and I asked him if he was.. that was the first thing I ever said to him, it took some courage, I don't normally talk to strangers. That was how we became friends.
2. He was psychic. He often knew exactly what I was thinking. And the funny thing is, he'd kind of *work around* to the subject, not just directly state it--but no, not in a way where he could possibly 'cold read' what I was thinking or anything. It was like he was being delicate or cautious about it. There were several instances, but I only remember one now. I looked for pudding, but I couldn't find any.... so I drank some grape juice instead. But I felt guilty, like I was supposed to conceal myself from others in the room at that time, because I was shining too much light or something (my consciousness was way overactive), and I felt that somehow having the grape juice magnified that issue, and would make it so that I'd have to be *really* precise with all my subtle body movements and do it just right so that people couldn't see through me. But I just wasn't up to the task, and I didn't--and besides, how did I know the concern wasn't just imaginary anyway. Well, he said something to me about drinking the grape juice requiring a certain level of skill or a certain type of person or something, and I hadn't said anything about the issue to anyone. Think about it, that would be a really odd thing to say just out of nowhere. Then either he suggested to me that I should have taken the pudding, or I said to him that I wanted pudding, I don't remember which, and I said they didn't have any. And he said, "yes they did." Oh, I remember another instance now. I was in a room where this guy was playing music for us on his guitar, and I was making a lot of effort to control my mind so that I don't make a single mistake, like I don't psychically unleash unnecessary negativity into the room, and I may have been balancing others' emotions too, just to keep things flowing perfectly... then eventually i'd had enough and envisioned streaming filthy energy right onto the floor that I was releasing, and the guy playing the guitar out of nowhere said, "Ok I gotta get outta here" or something and left. Afterward the angel guy told me I did a good job in there. Which was surprising because I made no outward indication of anything I was doing, let alone said anything about it, and he wasn't in there or watching anyway. And another thing, I felt a bit like I was playing the role of Jesus during this general time, but I felt that it would be my last time, or that I would ultimately fail or something, I don't exactly remember now. I hadn't said anything about any of this, of course. And at one point he said something, "Jesus blah blah blah" and he said it in a mumbled way.. I thought I heard what he said, but I wasn't sure, and I said what, and he said something like, "i figured you wouldn't hear me" or something (implying that I didn't hear him because I wasn't ready to or preferred to remain in denial), and then I repeated the part I could hear and if I remember correctly he filled in the missing word. I don't remember what the sentence was but I remember that it indicated that 'Jesus' was expecting or setting himself up for some sort of failure or deserting the people who depended on him or something like that.
3. He was impressive at times. Like once, I said something, and he just stared at me, perfectly still.. It was impressive how perfectly still his face was.. still, calm and unstressed..and I mentioned something about it, like it unsettled me or something, I probably gave it some sort of characterization which I don't remember now, and he corrected my impression of the reason or emotion behind it, saying it wasn't that, it was because he loved me so much. I mean what normal guy would admit to that? And what normal guy would love in a way that exuded so much power? Also, once I think I asked him how he knows the things he knows (there were many things he knew other than the things I've mentioned already), and he made this motion with his hands, and said something, I don't remember exactly what the motion was or what he said, but I remember even though it wasn't that explicit about his hand motions I understood exactly what he meant and it was *shocking*. The general message was that he hears things from various sources in the ether, and then he brought his two hands together, and I don't remember what words went with it but the indication was that sometimes there wasn't even any separation between the other entities in the ether that he's hearing and himself. Another time, he kind of teased me and invited me to another way of being, by saying something like "well if you don't want to any *work*" (and he didn't mean, e.g. at a job or physical labor, he meant working for others / for the good) and as he said that he stood up (we were both sitting down in chairs) and the way he towered just came across in a glorious fashion and he happened to be wearing a sheet in a way that when he stood up it bore a striking resemblance to angel wings.

There were other instances and ways in which he was impressive, but I don't remember them well enough to get into them. I remember there was something he responded to something I said with, without missing a beat, that was clever and kinda mind-fucking. It made me laugh. And that's a *feat*, with me. (not making me laugh, but impressing me with a mind-fuck, because I generally see all angles of a situation, and he did this with *two words* or maybe three.) And another time I picked up a random book, that he had no association with that I was aware of, and asked him what the meaning of it was or what the overall story was, guessing that he would probably have an answer for me. And he told me. (Not that I ever verified that it was really what the book was about--but even if it wasn't, what he said seemed to relate to one of the important themes in my life, regarding lessons to be learned, and probably to what I had been scheming regarding that book at the time too). Oh, he also used symbolism once, tracing parts of the back of his shirt, which had a bald eagle or something on it, in a patriotic context, and then pointed to someone.. he did this while he was walking away from me and he did I think he was concealing the message from the person he was pointing to. This is the kind of behavior that a normal person just doesn't engage in, like a lot of the stuff he did, it indicates a kind of self-actualization and intentions and understandings on higher planes than mundane thought.

He wasn't the only person I met (in the same general place and time-frame) that I thought might have been angels, but the others weren't quite like him. But they were suspicious because they were *uncannily* skilled at working the room and doing things that only made sense if you were privy to some sort of higher knowledge, and they just appeared ridiculously healthy and genetically pristine for their ages. One was perfectly nice too, like nice, gentle, humble and generous, in a way that somehow went beyond what you'd expect from a normal human, even a nice one. Here's a couple of examples of what one of them did. At one point I thought my consciousness was about done for, and (without saying anything or motioning anything) I released a thought toward him to give me directions with his hands at what I should do to save myself. I knew that he couldn't just stop what he was doing and tell me, because there was something very spiritually intense going on at the time, and also maybe because he couldn't blow his cover. Anyway at that instant (he was sitting with his back toward me at the time), he put his arm behind his back made various gestures and pointing motions and stuff, in a very hurried and stressed way, and also emitted this noise that was disturbing to hear, it was clearly a release that meant that he deeply regretted something that was happening he was unable to do something about, like say if you saw a kitten dying and you couldn't do anything because your hands were figuratively tied because of something even more important you were saving. At another point in time, everyone had mysteriously left the room except for him and me, and I felt as though something spiritually heavy/intense was going on the room, and I told him, "I feel pressure". His face was bright red at the time. He said, in a stressed way, "you feel pressure? You're crazy" and in a similar instance or just after saying that (I don't remember which) he said, "What are your initials?" I said, "R A N", he said, "R A N, he ran." and that simple interaction introduced me to how angels or at least some kind of higher beings use light.. this and other experiences have taught me that when a situation is heavily flooded with light, there's a lot of synchronicity. It's like a nexus of time. In this case, something that I've carried my *whole life*, my very initials, pertained to something that was happening *at that moment.* And of course, it's interesting that he knew my initials would somehow give a clue as to what I should do or what he should tell me at that time. Many other *very* interesting things happened at this place, some others of them also pertaining to these people, but I'm not going to get into all of it--just the things that more directly relate to my suspicion of their being angels.

Another person I met that seemed to be very angelic, and beyond anything you'd expect of a human, or at least a normal human or any other human I'd met, was a lady (a rather attractive one) at a ceremony revolving around a genuine crystal skull--you know, the ancient ones that there are only 6 or 7 of in existence--it was in the room with us, they asked us not to touch it, I didn't but my niece did. Anyway this lady was soooo graceful. She was wearing all white. She seemed to be the main host for the ceremony/ritual.. at one point there was a spill of water or something next to my chair, and she literally got down on her knees and mopped it up using her dress. I mean who would do that, who would be that humble? I laughed, and I don't mean a derisive laugh, I mean a pure and delighted laugh, and she laughed right back at me. There were other things she did too, but I'll just mention that one instant.