The Divine Image
Cruelty has a Human Heart,
And Jealousy a Human Face;
Terror the Human Form Divine,
And Secrecy the Human Dress.
The Human Dress is forged Iron,
The Human Form a fiery Forge,
The Human Face a Furnace seal'd,
The Human Heart is hungry Gorge.
William Blake, Songs of Innocence and Experience
Today like many other days I find myself wanting. Not for any other reason but to believe that our existence is purposeful beyond learning that at the end of the day how jaded, cynical and hypocritical we all are to our beliefs - that love and companionship has its virtue; that life is worth celebrating.
I think the world is damaged and we live in perilous times.
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