What’s that you’re asking me? My “life verse”? Here y’go:
“Let the Priests of the Raven of dawn, no longer in deadly black, with hoarse note curse the sons of joy. Nor his accepted brethren, whom, tyrant, he calls free: lay the bound or build the roof. Nor pale religious letchery call that virginity, that wishes but acts not!
“For every thing that lives is Holy.”
That’s the bit that chokes me up, every time: “For every thing that lives is Holy”. 💜 Blake.
@considermycatjohn I've been thinking about Blake a lot the past couple of years (thanks to Altizer 😂)
