Against time and the damages of the brain | Sharpen and calibrate. Not yet in full, | Yet in some arbitrated part | Order the facade of the listless summer. | ... | Above all else: in God's name don't think of it as Art. | Every fury on earth has been absorbed in time, as art, or as religion, or as authority in one form or another. The deadliest blow the enemy of the human soul can strike is to do fury honor. Swift, Blake, Beethoven, Christ, Joyce, Kafka, name me a one who has not been thus castrated. Official acceptance is the one unmistakable symptom that salvation is beaten again, and is the one surest sign of fatal misunderstanding, and is the kiss of Judas.