AnnaLow

I love his work. It inspires me to no end. I have many books on the man and his work. The surreal images and use of symbolism are wonderful. I love the sort of esoteric evocation I feel when contemplating his art

I watched thee when the foe was at our side,

Aught with one loved save love and liberty.

I watched thee on the breakers, when the rock,

Received our prow, and all was storm and fear,

And bade thee cling to me through every shock;

This arm would be thy bark, or breast thy bier.

I watched thee when the fever glazed thine eyes,

Yielding my couch and stretched me on the ground

When overworn with watching, ne’er to rise

From thence if thou an early grave hadst found.

The earthquake came, and rocked the quivering wall,

And men and nature reeled as if with wine.

Whom did I seek around the tottering hall?

For thee. Whose safety first provide for? Thine.

And when convulsive throes denied my breath

The faintest utterance to my fading thought,

My spirit turned, oh ! oftener than it ought.

Thus much and more, and yet thou lov’st me not,

And never wilt ! Love dwells not in our will.

Nor can I blame thee, though it be my lot

To strongly, wrongly, vainly love thee still.

A great artist who has inspired millions. One of my favorites.

Before his time. I don’t even know if he would be respecetd in this day and age. He had it all figured out. We could have free energy right now if things had gone well for him.

He left us too soon, but if he were arround today I think his head would have exploded. There is too much wrong with things today. I admire his wit and his conviction. I think he would have picked up the bullhorn with Alex Jones by now if he were here.

I like his music, but I love one song the most. The Great Below. I must know what he was thinkging of when he wrote it.

Lost Highway! WTF!

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