Hi, fellows! Good to see you, and welcome back for another week's post.

This week, your old Uncle Sam had one of his molars extracted! And when I say "extracted" I mean that the dentist really tried to get a good grip on my former molar with a metal tool but the tooth just kept crumbling because it was so brittle! So instead he had to burr the tooth out piece by piece, down to all four of the roots, with a drill over a 90 minute period.

So it's out! Now, the doctor said that he stuck in a bone graft where my molar used to be, and in two weeks I'm going to go back to see him and he's going to stick in a brand new tooth! But in the meantime, the place where my molar used to be kind of hurts a little bit, and I'm treating it with Motrin per doc's orders. The doctor did prescribe some hydrocodone, but from what I've read that's one of those opioid things that all those people got addicted to, so I'm not going to use that unless I have to.

In the meantime I'm using salt rinses and trying to prevent some kind of condition called "dry socket". Also I'm hoping that the bone graft material didn't just fall out the first time I ate a meal following the operation.

Otherwise things are fine. Now, in this week's episode of

William Blake's A Memorable Fancy

the angel is saying , basically, that William Blake is going to hell (hot burning dungeon, all eternity) if he continues in such career, e.g. if he keeps on being a poet.

Not only a poet, I should mention, but an artist as well. Blake wrote his own stuff, and then he also created pictures to go along with it. He self-published.

The character of the Angel in this work is interesting. An Angel of the Lord, after all, is understood by most to be a being of spirit that can provide mankind with insight and understanding, among other things, and considered to be munificent. Of the character of angels in general, however, Blake had written the following: I have always found that Angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise; this they do with a confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning.

So here's this Angel telling him not to be a poet. To William Blake, the poetical spirit is really important. It's basically like imagination, and imagination is what the human being can use, must use, to live in this world and be happy in it.

Thanks for visiting! See you next week!

You're reading a page from a comic book entitled William Blake, Man of Action!!. It's based on William Blake's poem "A Memorable Fancy" from his larget work "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell". I'll be posting a page a week, and the first page of A Memorable Fancy is here. Alternately , you can check out the archive to jump to different pages. Please leave a comment if you like it, or don't! See if I care!

And the Angel says to William Blake in a strange voice "Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing for thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career." William Blake looks up at the angel, and narrows his eyes.