Notes on a Dreamer
I like to see people succeed. Really do.
You feel happy and somewhat special when someone is getting is or her way.
William Blake was a dreamer. Poet, painter, print maker. As usual, nobody paid attention during his lifetime, today is regarded as a quarter stone of the Romantic Age. He wrote lots of masterpieces. Here are some of my favorite verses:
“I will not cease from Mental Fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England’s green & pleasant Land”
You can get this and other of Blake’s poems here.
Be great, nothing else pays,