beccaelizabeth's dreamwidth journal

Blake is really weird to read. I read so much of it and it veers between trite and gibberish, and then suddenly he'll come up with something like

Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

or

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
For man has closed himself up till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.

and then I'm stuck between looking for the next bit of shiny or giving up and reading something that actually makes sense.