William Blake 1757-1827What's wrong with a grown woman, wearing pajamas, motoring in to a quickie mart, and exiting with three jumbo-bars of chocolate with nuts? Nothing. I will eat chocolate before bed to liven up my dreams. I will eat salt and sugar, in alternating bites, until I no longer feel. I will get away someday, soon. Or I will go mad. Or worse--I will lie down and become pliant, lobotomized, and selfless.
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Hey, sorry so long for reply...really bad...weeks. Blake was a rebel/ poet/mystic who loved God and hated the church (quite outspoken for his time). I think of him, and Joseph Campbell when I can't distract myself any longer, and come back to thinking I was left on this planet by some very mischievous, otherworldly acquaintances.
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