it's a Sunday

tadakainmate is gone now, and the DVD player has been turned off for the moment. A really good weekend; I'm just struggling with a temptation to write a scholarly "comparison of battles and fighting styles in Angelic Layer and Bleach". No, it's probably not going to happen, but the image amuses me.

Naturally, now that I have redlines to do, I'm burning to write other stuff. This always happens.

Would any world-conquerors who want my allegiance kindly abolish Mondays? I can promise my instant fealty and obedience on bended knee.

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The Wail of Enion

I am made to sow the thistle for wheat, the nettle for a nourishing dainty:
I have planted a false oath in the earth, it has brought forth a Poison Tree:
I have chosen the serpent for a counsellor, and the dog
For a schoolmaster to my children:
I have blotted out from light and living the dove and nightingale,
And I have causèd the earthworm to beg from door to door:
I have taught the thief a secret path into the house of the just:
I have taught pale Artifice to spread his nets upon the morning
My heavens are brass, my earth is iron, my moon a clod of clay,
My sun a pestilence burning at noon, and a vapour of death in night.

-- William Blake
(http://users.compaqnet.be/cn127848/blake/collected/chap-27.html#enion)