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It's not that I think anyone really needs the encouragement...
...or at least, not that anyone else is likely to find this as intriguing as I am, but really. Among Sam, Dean, and Castiel, there are an awful lot of interesting places you could go right now, jumping off from John Donne:
XIV.
Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for you
As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
Observation brought to you because I've been reading yet more Left Behind deconstruction at Slacktivist, which a) predisposes me to be thinky, and b) quotes this sonnet ("knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend") in the blog's header.
XIV.
Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for you
As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
Observation brought to you because I've been reading yet more Left Behind deconstruction at Slacktivist, which a) predisposes me to be thinky, and b) quotes this sonnet ("knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend") in the blog's header.
