Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
In your own bosom you bear your heaven and earth, _x000D_ And all you behold, though it appears without, _x000D_ It is within, in your imagination, _x000D_ Of which this world of mortality is but a shadow.
Interpretation
Our perceptions and reality are shaped by our inner thoughts and imagination.
William Blake's quote emphasizes that the true essence of our experience and reality is constructed within our own minds. He argues that what we perceive in the external world is a mere reflection of our internal beliefs and imaginations, suggesting that our true 'heaven and earth' reside within us, influencing how we view and interact with the world around us.
In practice
During a motivational speech about self-awareness and mental health.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.
As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
Only in Jesus Christ do we see how the untamable, infinite God can become a baby and a loving Savior. On the cross we see how both the love and the holiness of God can be fulfilled at once.
The fullness of joy is to behold God in everything. _x000D_ God is the ground, the substance, _x000D_ the teaching, the teacher, _x000D_ the purpose, and the reward for which every soul labors.
Books and opinions, no matter from whom they came, if they are in opposition to human rights, are nothing but dead letters.
Show me a person who hasn´t known any sorrow and I´ll show you a superficial.
It is proper to ask for sorrow with Christ in sorrow, anguish with Christ in anguish, tears and deep grief because of the great affliction Christ endures for me.
Searching for the self when I was entirely alone was hazardous. What if I found not so much a great emptiness as a space full of unpleasant contents, a compound of long-hidden truths, closeted, buried, forgotten. When I went looking, I was playing a desperate game of hide-and-seek, fearful of what I might find, most afraid that I would find nothing.
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