the sum of all fears...

by Incense_and_Peppermints 2 Replies latest jw friends

  • Incense_and_Peppermints
    Incense_and_Peppermints

    ...and our experiences. just musing... first, a poem...

    The Garden of Love

    I went to the Garden of Love
    And saw what I had never seen:
    A chapel was built in the midst
    where I used to play on the green.

    And the gates of this chapel were shut,
    And "Thou shalt not" writ over the door;
    So I turned to this Garden of Love,
    That so many sweet flowers bore.

    And I saw it was filled with graves,
    And tomb-stones where flowers should be,
    And priests in black gowns were walking their
    rounds
    and binding with briars my joys and desires.
    -- William Blake

    that's always been one of my favorite poems. and so i thought about stories, songs or films that interest me and realized they all have a common thread woven through them - of survival, or isolation, or a wasted life, or escaping oppression, or rebellion, or about one person making a difference, or following your own heart, etc. for example:

    the shawshank redemption
    the remains of the day
    the age of innocence
    the accidental tourist
    alien and aliens (i luv when the queen gets it!)
    the manchurian candidate
    lorenzo's oil
    office space
    1984
    romeo and juliet
    farnham's freehold - robert heinlein
    war day - whitley streiber

    does our experience shape that much who we become, or our tastes in books and films, men/women, even if we have worked to overcome it?

    anyway i'm just musing, like i said.

  • ashitaka
  • Incense_and_Peppermints
    Incense_and_Peppermints

    i apologize - i only now read your post. anyway, i had no idea he also did engravings. this man was a passionate genius. i mean, read this:

    Blake lived in a filthy London studio where he succumbed to constant visions of angels and prophets who instructed him in his work. He once painted while recieving a vision of Voltaire, and when asked later whether Voltaire spoke English, replied: "To my sensations it was English. It was like the touch of a musical key. He touched it probably French, but to my ear it became English."

    *sigh*

    there seem to be no true visionaries like this in modern times, except possibly for andy warhol or jack kerouac. anyway thank you for the link. it was cool.

    ~incense and peppermints

    Edited by - Incense_and_Peppermints on 15 June 2002 13:19:46

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