I often speculate on the variety of Gods the world contains—from the lowest form of intelligence (which creates idols out of earthly material)—to the next highest which imagines a God in man’s likeness, but all-powerful, to the Gods of Higher & more intelligences which take on the grotesque shapes of negation—truly I have lost myself in my work; the mild breeze of the question of the universe can no longer make an impression on water that is torn by the wilder winders of poetry & beauty—passion—
Charles Burchfield, July 4, 1915