Angel & devil - I think, we have both inside us. I have tried to imagine myself up in the sky looking down at myself:
The devil-me sits with her red fork and hair-horn, angry at the whole world. I think, it would be dangerous to come near the fork.
The angel-me has her wings made of feathers from a white bird with twinkles, and the glory is shining with stars too. This angel-me is happy and contented with everything in her life.
And me? I'm just down here at the old Earth. I'm not just good, I'm not just bad - I hope I have enough love to be a good-enough mother, friend, neighbour, colleague, daughter, sister - while living my life.
Big hugs to you from Denmark!