The Poetic Genius is the true Man and the body or outward form of Man is derived from the Poetic Genius.
And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs — Every child may joy to hear.
Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call Good and Evil... Good is heaven. Evil is hell.