“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Tuesday, June 25, 2024

Cool Water for Your Burning Brain in a Burning World

 Sick of the horror yet? 

“Blake’s Songs of Innocence cry out that we don’t have to live in a world where master versus slave, human versus nonhuman, male versus female define everything. There is always a lovely, innocent excess of reality over what we think we see, our eyes dimmed by conflict and rage and fear. This is what Blake meant when he wrote, ‘To see a world in a grain of sand’ Auguries of Innocence). That grain is not defined by its place in an hourglass. ‘Satan’s watch fiends’ – the ideas, ideologies, and people that master measurement (Blake’s allegorical writing lets you be wonderfully flexible) – do not have a monopoly on that tiny crystal of silicon. You could find all kinds of sparkling facets in that grain if you looked carefully enough.”

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