Confession, on the publication of A. C. Grayling's "The Good Book"

"Illuvia dorado," courtesy of
Ignacio Leonardi of Ushuaia, Argentina
and sxc.hu.

A. C. Grayling, you eminent and rational man of the leonine mane, despite the weight of all your reason, I still will float in mystical gold.

I will go to the pouring fount. I will stand in burning gold rain. I will be ravished and obliterated and transformed. I will be hollowed out, and I will be filled. Because I am in love with the ravishing and the rain and the fire.

I will be a phoenix in that fire.

This I promise you.

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Has anybody read the entirety of his The Good Book? I'm afraid that I found the re-writing of great texts a rather dubious and embarrassing enterprise, but I've only read snips.

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