Wow, I've only recently been getting behind the St. Michael theory since Keats came along and I've been all PARADISE LOST! and you've been at it since 2008.
Also, re: Keats the poet? His poem Endymion - as well as the Greek myth it's based on - has huge resonances with this painting...and with A2A itself, depending on how you look at it.
And yeah...if Gene even thinks about laying down in a chair over the next few weeks, I am so gonna be all over it.
Bit of OT but also another John Keats' poet Bright Star, made me think about episode 2 of series 3.
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors-- No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever--or else swoon to death.
Also - the painting you linked to made me think of one of the possible meanings of 6-6-20, that's it's a Bible verse.
Joshua 6:20: "When the trumpets sounded, the people shouted, and at the sound of the trumpet, when the people gave a loud shout, the wall collapsed; so every man charged straight in, and they took the city."
LMAO! Oh if that happens at the end of Ashes I shall be carted away to the insane asylum and spend the rest of my life humming the tune! That would just be too mind blowingly WTF?!
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*nods* Yup. Plus, according to the BBC website, Ray's middle name is 'Milton'. :)
Also, re: Keats the poet? His poem Endymion - as well as the Greek myth it's based on - has huge resonances with this painting...and with A2A itself, depending on how you look at it.
And yeah...if Gene even thinks about laying down in a chair over the next few weeks, I am so gonna be all over it.
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Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.
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Joshua 6:20: "When the trumpets sounded, the people shouted, and at the sound of the trumpet, when the people gave a loud shout, the wall collapsed; so every man charged straight in, and they took the city."
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