Themes From William Blake's The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air;
hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path,
the just man kept his course along the vale of death.
Roses are planted where thorns grow, and on the barren heath
sing the honey bees, then the perilous path was planted:
and a riverland a spring on every cliff and tomb:
and on the bleached bones red clay brought forth.
Till the villain left the paths of ease, to walk in perilous paths,
and drive the just man into barren climes.
Now the sneaking serpent walks in mild humility,
and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam.
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air;
hungry clouds swag on the deep.

As a new heaven is begun,
and it is now thirty-three years since its advent:
the eternal hell revives.
And lo! Swedenborg is the angel sitting at the tomb:
his writings are the linen clothes folded up.
Now is the dominion of Edom,& the return of Adam into Paradise;
see Isaiah XXXIV & XXXV chap: without contraries is no progression.
Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy,
love and hate, are necessary to human existence.
From these contraries spring what the religious call good & evil.
Good is the passive that obeys reason.
Evil is the active springing from energy.
Good is heaven, evil is hell

All bibles or sacred codes have been the causes of the following errors:
1. that man has two real existing principles: viz: a body & a soul
2. that energy call'd evil is alone from the body,& that reason,
call'd good, is alone from the soul.
3. that God will torment man in eternity for following his energies.
But following contraries to these are true:
1. man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call'd body is a portion
of soul discern'd by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age.
2. energy is the only life and is from the body
and reason is the bound and outward circumference of energy.
3. energy is eternal delight.

Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be
restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the
unwilling. And being restrain'd, it by degrees becomes passive, till it is
only the shadow of desire. The history of this is written in Paradise
Lost,& the governor or reason is call'd Messiah. and the original
Archangel, or possessor of the command of heavenly host, is call'd the
Devil or Satan, and his children are call'd Sin & Death. But in the book
of Job, Milton's Messiah is call'd Satan. For this history has been
adopted by both parties. It indeed appear'd to reason as if desire was
cast out, but the Devil's account is, that the Messiah fell & formed a
heaven of what He stole from the abyss. This is shewn in the gospel, where
He prays to the Father to send the comforter, or desire, that reason may
have ideas to build on, the Jehovah of the bible being no other than (the
Devil den). he who dwells in flaming fire, know that after Christ's
death, he became Jehovah. But in Milton, the father is destiny, the son, a
ratio of the five senses,& the holy-ghost, vacuum! Note: the reason
Milton wrote in ferrets when he wrote of angels & God. And at liberty when
of devils & hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party
without knowing it.

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and
your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the
palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity.
He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the
plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree
that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a
star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has
no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock; but of
wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or
a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird
soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not
injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool
would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of
knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law,
brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of
God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is
the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of
sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of
wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are
portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the
trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the
feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the
spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool,& the sullen,
frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now
proved was only once imagin'd. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet
watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the
fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills
immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid
you. Every thing possible to be beliv'd is an image of truth. The eagle
never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow. The
fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think in the
morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. He who
has suffer'd you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows words, so
God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the horses of
instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never know what is
enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the fool's
reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the
mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is strong in
cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the
lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful receiver bears a
plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be so. The
soul of sweet delight can never be defil'd. When thou seest an eagle, thou
seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller chooses
the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his curse on the
fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages. Damn
braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best water the
newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The head
sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands & feet
proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is contempt to the
contemptible. The crow wish'd every thing was black, the owl that every
thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised by the fox,
he would be cunning. Improve (me) nt makes strait road; but the crooked
roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an infant in
its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature is barren.
Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be beliv'd.
Enough! Or too much.

Sethan [ Mapex VX Fusion ]

Jakiś link może, co by można było obadac? :)

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

Jeden link:


Więcej nie trzeba. Zamów, posłuchaj.

VYKR_ [ Vykromod ]

jesli TFWBTMOHAH to ideal, to jak nazwac Perdition City? :)

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

Nie potrafię porównywać. Dla mnie dotąd PC było albumem niesamowitym, otwierającym zupełnie nowe horyzonty, ale odkąd usłyszałem ten album (Themes From William Blake's The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell) to zupełnie nie wiem co powiedzieć. Każdy człowiek powinien go znać. To nie jest zwykły album. To jest muzyczna utopia. Dziękuje Bogu, że poznałem Ulver.

Subby [ Konsul ]

O proszę :-) Na świeżo, kilka tygodni po tym, jak skończyłem czytać "Zaślubiny nieba z piekłem" - wieść o publikacji czegoś o nie opartego... wow. :-) Zacieram ręce. :-)

29.08.2008

05:18

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ZgReDeK [ Enemy of the Sun ]

Ja jestem ciekaw kto na allmusic wystawia oceny :D

A płyte kocham bezgranicznie ;] choć i tak Nattens > reszta

29.08.2008

08:16

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polish_farmer [ Konsul ]

Marriage jest dobry, ale uważam że Perdition City to najlepsza płyta Ulvera(chociaż mało jest na niej partii śpiewanych Garma). Obie są genialne.

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

Subby... jak zwykle niespodziewanie. Wychodzisz z ukrycia niczym Eddie na Rue Morgue i nie wiadomo kiedy zaatakujesz (też nawiązanie do literatury - Poe, ale ja to miejsce też znam tylko z muzyki - Iron Maiden).

Za "Zaślubiny..." Blake'a pewno w najbliższym czasie się zabiorę. Domyślam się, że będzie mi to znacznie wygodniej czytać przy Ulverze :>

29.08.2008

12:08

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mefisto2006 [ Hardstyle ]

Ulver to rzeczywiście niesamowity zespół. Ostatnio bardzo dużo słucham, szczególnie wspomniane wyżej Perdition City. Ten zespół to fenomen: trzeba niesamowitego talentu żeby każda płyta była w innym stylu i była genialna.

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

Jeśli chodzi o głupie recenzje to nic nie przeskoczy tego:


Gość powinien sobie zmienić nieco wstęp na taki:
"This review is purely written from the perspective of a true ignore 666 Metal-fan!"

Byłoby lepiej.

Behemoth [ i want to believe ]

Słucham i słucham. Nie nudzi się. Nieustannie zachwyca.
Mój ulubiony fragment to chyba A Memorable Fancy Plates 17-20 choć ciężki to wybór.

31.08.2008

20:12

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Petrov [ Konsul ]

Nawet jako Siódmy Syn Siódmego Syna muszę uznać ideał tej płyty. W tym roku, z tego co słuchałem, jedyne co może próbować dorównać temu albumowi to Perdition City i w kategoriach "częstości słuchania" In The Court Of The Crimson King.

Blazkovitch [ Generał pułkownik ]

Krążą pogłoski, że jest to najlepszy album jaki Behemoth słuchał w tym roku. Oczywiście nie wliczam Perdition City. Niedługo ów użytkownik ma sprawdzić dwa albumy Tomasza Stańko, ale to nie ta kategoria muzyki dlatego Ulver chyba pozamiatał ten rok... w kwestii "odkryć nowych/starych" albumów.