‘The angels butchered each other; because they lacked so many parts, they tried to suture one being from what they stole from one another. I worried they would hurt us next, but then you took me, said, even never having seen me, “I take you, Uri, I take you, to have and hold. From here, forward, for the better and worse, for bountiful, for empty, incomplete, and together. Never will we part.” And we were one.’
the first vows ☹️
