got the dang thing fixed finally--had to revert to an earlier model lol
but hey i was right
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its the leaf that burns--the energy locked up in that image will be used for transformation of a sexual sort it seems and the reversals look kinda yukky sexy to me lol
i just started reversing america a prophecy:
R_we must burn the leaf
i have a reversal that points to november and another that states indian summer but we know how reversal metaphors go timewise huh
see that red leaf in the upper right hand corner
Transformation in Blake often takes place at the margin between worlds. Between-ness – as belonging to neither one object nor another, one side or the other – is the space of difference and a place where novelty may arise. Fittingly, on plate 4 the rebellious character Orc emerges from the Atlantic, demarcated by Blake as the space between America and Albion. Orc is the product of the irresolvable conflict between the two:
Albion I sick. America faints! Enrag'd the Zenith grew.As human blood shooting its veins all round the orbed heaven,And in the red clouds rose a Wonder o'er the Atlantic sea (Am 4:4-7 E53)
Orc as Zenith creates a new orientation in the narrative. As a dark cloud, he hovers over Albion's Angels on their Atlantean thrones and cuts off their passage from heavens to earth. The birth of Orc heralds a new space both vertically between heaven and earth and horizontally between America and England. Returning to plates 14 and 15, between-ness and transformation appear not only in the verbal but also in the visual text. At the bottom of plate 14 a dragon spits forked fire while emerging out of the roots of a tree. This dragon resonates with the snake/phallus protruding with forked tongue from a man's (or perhaps it is a woman's) legs, as drawn in the middle of the page, where a dutiful youth learns to pray at the feet of his mentor as both sit under a tree. A number of the tree's leaves are drawn at the top of the page, where a bird is depicted flying around them. In copy M of America, one of the leaves, a forked leaf at the top far right of the page, is painted red.[5] As such, the leaf appears to be a flame or aflame. The object hovers between its identity as leaf and as flame. The dragon's fire at the bottom of plate 14 transforms the leaves of the tree but so subtly that the tree appears unthreatened. The rolling back of the fires as announced textually at the bottom of the plate is seen in the small red leaf at the top of the plate and becomes obvious on the very next page where flames engulf foliage and strip a tree bare. The power of law and religion, depicted in the middle of plate 14 as the scene of tutelage, will be undone by the fires of Orc's wrath on plate 15.
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What is significant about the red leaf of plate 14 is that there is a body, the leaf, separated from an attribute, the leaf's color. This separation of body from attribute allows for the transformation of leaf to flame. As typical of Blakean objects, the leaf is not only itself but always already figured with the possibility of becoming something else. The internal self-differing of the leaf allows for the possibility of transformation in which the object is swept up by larger forces bearing upon the narrative.[6] As the reader's eyes shuttle from plate 14 to 15 and back again, the reader becomes aware of the transformation of leaf to flame. It is this sort of separation and transformation which W. J. T. Mitchell describes in Blake's Composite Art: "The very subject of Blake's art is this power to transform and reshape visual imagery, and, by implication, the ability of man to create his vision in general" (37). Otherwise, to see the leaf as only a leaf is to be stuck in "Single vision & Newtons sleep" (Letters 23.verse 88 Butts11 '02; E722). While the redness of the leaf is an attribute of autumn, it also recalls the destruction by revolutionary or apocalyptic fire on plate 15. Thus the redness of the leaf/flame puns on the word "fall" as season of the year, temporal event, and metaphysical state. Transformation thus functions both as a philosophical inquiry into how novelty arises from "the same dull round" and as a political gesture, as change takes on revolutionary significance.
F: and children return from the o-
R_reversed emotion
F: the ancient Heavens
R_seen the vanishin
F: from their bright summits you may pass to the Gold
R_look inside janice you must help him
F: By Ariston the king of beauty for h-
R_officially we make a messiah [mebe huh]
F: o'er his head & scales on his back
R_have janice listen_thats a draw-er
F: Leaving the females naked
R_slick and slimy from the youth
F: the female spirits of the dead pining in bonds of religion run from their fetters reddening
R_it melts their heaven love (?we still live) with nothing in our bed it was very slimy
F: casts his pen upon
R_on manasses
F: and ribs and rough with
R_urthona_soon
F: in wreathes of fierce desire
R_her has a straight fuk severely
F: They feel the nerves of youth
R_we must burn the leaf
F: Shut out from mortal sight the Angel came; the vale was dark
With
R_the gods of (?your heaven/?foreva) backwards made us from the flesh
F: mustering around their Prince
R_stop admiring your sun/son
F: a warlike cloud the myriads stood
R_those scream/dreamed the dark yellow
...F: warlike cloud the
...R_the dark hell
....F: warlike cloud the myriads
....R_scream the dark hell
F: in the red air before the Dem-
R_knead the loaf of bread
...F: in the red air
...R_red heaven
F: Who call it fancy and shut the gates of sense
R_thats just a/gay/the depression_its natural
F: and in their
R_in the net/internet
F: an aged king
R_make machine
F: in which his only son
R_i see what you mean/(i see watching me)
F: On mountains & cliffs of snow the awful apparition hover'd and like the voices of religious dead
R_bad (?system )_there was a silver (calendar)_youre unsure how far he wants to speak his mind now
F: heard in the mountains
R_see planet earth
F: valleys of ripe virgin bliss
R_send your heresy lad
...F: valleys of ripe virgin bli
...R_danger_heresy lad
{heresy: bliss is not a virgin and/or in a valley?}
F: such, -ch
R_ [?push us/whoosh (sound effect)]
F: was the hollow voice that o'er america lamented
R_theres never a crime theyre all silver laws