Holy Shit, Revelation

So far the Book of Revelation is my favorite book of the Bible, I can't even believe I'm writing this but it's true. The language and the word choice of these biblical events had me entranced underlining passages and rereading some as I went. Verses 10 through 16 were awe inspiring. I could not help but visualize this man and I can only imagine the sound his voice made. "and his voice as the sound of many waters." reminds me of a passage from the Quartets "I don't know much about gods; but I think that the river / Is a strong brown god-sullen, untamed and intractable" Much like the Clark Fork river that runs through Missoula, and very unlike the Bozeman Creek that runs through this town. Regardless this man was not untamed or intractable, he was everything.

The whole notion that this was a written account of John's experiences reminds me again of Blake's Heaven and Hell, he writes, I can't find the passage now, but it's something along the lines of a 'prophecy is only a prophecy to the first one who sees it', and I think that this is people's main problem with the Bible, because it is said to be divine however it is only truly divine to the first person to the rest it's just hearsay.

Throughout the book there were dozens of references to the number seven and to the Lamb of God, which, as I understood it to be, was the creature of salvation the greatest spirit of them all. Another thing that entered my mind as I read this book was several references to music. The "Bottomless Pit" reminded me of Bob's "Redemption Song" were he sings that he was taken from this pit before he gets sold to the merchant ships. In book six the men of the earth, could clearly hear Jimi Hendrix saying "Fall mountains just don't fall on me" when the men ask for the mountains to fall so they will be hid from the face of the thrown. There were numerous other allusions I made while reading this book but the overall feeling I get about the Bible is captured in Verse 12 of the last book asking John to let people be for they will be judged in time, and that's what I should be about I think. It's a to each his own kind of world. Coexist. Can't we all just get abong.