the mercy seat.

“ I found that, through the use of language, I was writing God into existence. Language became the blanket that I threw over the invisible man, which gave him shape and form. The actualisation of God through the medium of the love song remains my prime motivation as an artist. I found that language became a poultice to the wounds incurred by the death of my father. Language became a salve to longing. ” -

Nick Cave, from the lecture “The Secret Life of the Love Song.”

i swear I’ll stop posting this shit today…