Intolerable

But in periods of decay of social life

The drama sympathizes with that decay.

Tragedy becomes a cold imitation

Of the form of the great masterpieces of antiquity,

Divested of all harmonious accompaniment

Of the kindred arts

And often the very form misunderstood

Or a weak attempt to teach certain doctrines

Which the writer considers as moral truths

And which are usually

No more than specious flatteries

Of some gross vice or weakness

With which the author

In common with his auditors, are infected." •𓂀• Percey Bysshe

Solve Et Coagula

Tonight Im tired, no worn out with the virus cycle which has yet again started at the local primary school and annoyingly with a friend of my wifes who was among those who visited Liverpool that weekend who has now tested positive. Not a situation that pleases me at all. In fact im fuming. Add to this family concerns that Im still not vaxed and the fact Im a little worried about the above possibilities and Im pretty fed up tonight. However my fear of the vax far out weighs the fear of the virus. But what a bloody situation, again.