The Demiurge

William Blake's Urizen
William Blake’s Urizen

Taking up
Clay
was the
greatest
sin
to Gnostics

Creation Isn’t a
celebration
of life,
it’s a cage.
a prison
for the
Celestial
spark

Trapped in
dull, earthen
vessels
divine sparks,
Of the Unity,
Disunified.

Separated.
Imperfected.
Not by
act but
through the
medium.

The urge
to create
is not a
gift, but a
curse.
Not a calling,
but a
temptation.

Author: falselogic

Doesn’t mix well with polite company; his two favorite topics being politics and religion. Would rather be out cycling, swimming, running, or camping. Misspent his youth reading genre-fiction; today, he is making up for it by reading large quantities of non-fiction literature. The fact that truth, in every way, is more fascinating than fiction still tickles him.