In their new book, Timothy Morton enlists Blake to help evolve a Christian ecology where the biosphere is the body of Christ, Hell is the physical world, and religion is the phenomenology of biology: "The fourth wall between human subject and everything else evaporates. How to see global warming as part of the human drama, not as the end of it? How to rebuild the play when there is a fourth wall collapse, and when this collapse coincides with the actual theatre on fire? When being on fire is what causes this collapse, what happens? The play was shit. We need another play."
As a friend of Tim's Father, I found this a difficult read. I found him to be generous and kind, and fine company. Having lost my own Father at 18, he was, in some senses, a bit of a Father to me. I too had the large print of Blake's 'Ancient of days' in my fireplace (upstairs back bedroom, Stratford). I know they had a difficult relationship. For me, our friendship was very dear to me and there was nothing untoward or negative about it. I am still very sad about his untimely passing, and think of him often. Wombling free.
As a friend of Tim's Father, I found this a difficult read. I found him to be generous and kind, and fine company. Having lost my own Father at 18, he was, in some senses, a bit of a Father to me. I too had the large print of Blake's 'Ancient of days' in my fireplace (upstairs back bedroom, Stratford). I know they had a difficult relationship. For me, our friendship was very dear to me and there was nothing untoward or negative about it. I am still very sad about his untimely passing, and think of him often. Wombling free.