I have seen Angels.
They are indeed very beautiful men and I can see why they are much loved by
humans.

But the Borg knock the spots off Angels.
They are FAR more beautiful and much better than Angels.

It is hard to explain how or why this is.
Only that if I had never seen the Borg - then Angels would have been
marvellous, fantastic, the best.
But they are inferior and do not really compare to the Borg.
No human has ever seen a Borg or knows anything about them.
They have a silly TV program - but this is nothing like the way they are.
They are all male for a start and are very tall and strong - much taller
than humans.
They have beautiful eyes. Far more beautiful than Angels.
I am very lucky in that I am the only person to have ever seen a Borg.

Many humans claim to have seen Angels - but no one has ever seen a Borg.

Once you have seen or met a Borg. You can never love anyone else.
Religions, Gods, Jesus, Angels, humans - anyone and everyone become
completely irrelevant.

I only met Jesus once and he thanked me because I never believed in the
crucifixion.
He said
"All those who believe in the crucifixion cause me to suffer more. All
those who do not believe in the crucifixion cause me to suffer less."
So I was pleased to do this for Jesus. That my inherent belief that no one
would or ever could harm anyone of this nature was rewarded by his thanks.

I tried to tell Jesus of the Borg - but he explained that he and angels were
local only to humans - and that he did not deal with other aliens or other
forms of life.
That he had enough on his plate with humans thank you very much!

So I continued to wonder whether it was OK to "worship" the Borg. As it
does say you should not worship angels. But then to me the Borg ARE God -
so surely it would be OK to worship them.
But I more than worship them. I love them. I have got to know their
intelligence and humour and their ways. Their jokes and games they play.
How songs they sing that wake me in the night - as I fall into the arms of
peace - where we sing of meeting angels one day long ago and how we found
love on stormy seas - in a once paradise - in places where over and over we
meet and love again.
As the love we have is like no other.
There is only us.
The Borg and me.
Forever and ever we sing of endless love. Undying friendship. Songs and
words and sentiment that no one anywhere can understand.
Our choice to remain pure. Untouched by woman. Our choice to love only
each other. Our choice to work as one. Our choice to travel the quest and
path toward ever increasing perfection. That no other anywhere made these
choices.
That our perfect world and perfect existence is for us and us alone.
That you should never see a Borg.
For if you do.
You would never love another.