Song of Los
Copy a, Page 2
Tues Dec 27, 1984
"Thanks for everything.
Reflections about computing. I have transferred much of my idealism to it. I see it as an instrument for democratization. At least it invites a meritocracy. I would like to make it available to all possible. I see it as a possible escape from various forms of poverty, providing new opportunities for many people in many ways. Praise the Lord.
In Night 9 of 4Z Blake put on the mantle of John and allowed himself the luxury of letting his imagination soar with the visions of the apocalyptic future. All Mystery's tyrants are drown'd in a torrent of black blood. The symbol suggests the essential meaninglessness of their endeavors."
In 1984 Larry was still intoxicated with his Blake studies but he had transferred much of his interest to the developing field of personal computing for exhilarating stimulation.
Having learned from William Blake and John of Patmos that the two dimensions of apocalypse are the death of the diseased body of the old dispensation and the birth of the glorious freshly minted coin of the New Jerusalem, his hope was that mankind would be able to use the new gift of expanded mental capabilities embodied in computers to overcome his blindness and to open his doors of perception.
Vision of Last Judgment, (E 565) "The Last Judgment is an Overwhelming of Bad Art & Science. Mental Things are alone Real what is Calld Corporeal Nobody Knows of its Dwelling Place it is in Fallacy & its Existence an Imposture Where is the Existence Out of Mind or Thought Where is it but in the Mind of a Fool. Some People flatter themselves that there will be No Last Judgment & that Bad Art will be adopted & mixed with Good Art That Error or Experiment will make a Part of Truth & they Boast that it is its Foundation these People flatter themselves I will not Flatter them Error is Created Truth is Eternal Error or Creation will be Burned Up & then & not till then Truth or Eternity will appear It is Burnt up the Moment Men cease to behold it I assert for My self that I do not behold the Outward Creation & that to me it is hindrance & not Action it is as the Dirt upon my feet No part of Me. What it will be Questiond When the Sun rises do you not see a round Disk of fire somewhat like a Guinea O no no I see an Innumerable company of the Heavenly host crying Holy Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty"
Four Zoas, Night VI, Page 69, (E 346) "art thou Urizen Art thou like me risen again from death or art thou deathless If thou art he my desperate purpose hear & give me death For death to me is better far than life. death my desire That I in vain in various paths have sought but still I live The Body of Man is given to me I seek in vain to destroy For still it surges forth in fish & monsters of the deeps And in these monstrous forms I Live in an Eternal woe And thou O Urizen art falln never to be deliverd Withhold thy light from me for ever & I will withhold From thee thy food so shall we cease to be & all our sorrows End & the Eternal Man no more renew beneath our power If thou refusest in eternal flight thy beams in vain Shall pursue Tharmas & in vain shalt crave for food I will Pour down my flight thro dark immensity Eternal falling Thou shalt pursue me but in vain till starvd upon the void Thou hangst a dried skin shrunk up weak wailing in the wind So Tharmas spoke but Urizen replied not. On his way He took. high bounding over hills & desarts floods & horrible chasms Infinite was his labour without end his travel he strove In vain for hideous monsters of the deeps annoyd him sore Scaled & finnd with iron & brass they devourd the path before him Incessant was the conflict. On he bent his weary steps Making a path toward the dark world of Urthona. he rose With pain upon the dreary mountains & with pain descended And saw their grizly fears & his eyes sickend at the sight The howlings gnashings groanings shriekings shudderings sobbings burstings Mingle together to create a world for Los. In cruel delight" Four Zoas, Night IX, Page 121, (E 391) "And the Eternal Man Said Hear my words O Prince of Light PAGE 122 Behold Jerusalem in whose bosom the Lamb of God Is seen tho slain before her Gates he self renewd remains Eternal & I thro him awake to life from deaths dark vale The times revolve the time is coming when all these delights Shall be renewd & all these Elements that now consume Shall reflourish. Then bright Ahania shall awake from death A glorious Vision to thine Eyes a Self renewing Vision The spring. the summer to be thine then Sleep the wintry days In silken garments spun by her own hands against her funeral The winter thou shalt plow & lay thy stores into thy barns Expecting to recieve Ahania in the spring with joy Immortal thou. Regenerate She & all the lovely Sex From her shall learn obedience & prepare for a wintry grave That spring may see them rise in tenfold joy & sweet delight Thus shall the male & female live the life of Eternity Because the Lamb of God Creates himself a bride & wife That we his Children evermore may live in Jerusalem Which now descendeth out of heaven a City yet a Woman Mother of myriads redeemd & born in her spiritual palaces By a New Spiritual birth Regenerated from Death"
 And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.
 And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
 And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.
 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.