(Blake) ユリゼンの娘の下にいるあの根の国を隠すベール the concealing Veil upon Urizen's Daughter's Nether (nsfw, エロい、英語猥談）

"Ja, das Leben is ein Weib" ---life is a Woman. (Nietzsche's Zarathustra)
Orc was talking about Japanese mosaic censorship when he saw Urizen's daughter’s veiled nether, his bread-winner (w) while his four limbs were chained in the cave.
Do not wonder why I know this.
Everyone knows that bit of moral conscience is bad when a pair of boar tusks up perk up and growing up above when you see what is dangling there
from the girls down below, by which I mean the earth, the dirt, the worm-holes, the mystery that draws you like roots, grubs, and truffles to pigs.
you are instinctively afraid of it and want to work it into the right shape for yourself so it becomes a place to hold you up, lest it be taken by others, or at least a place for you to hide under the weather.
"motte-and-bailey".
natural instinct for a boar to dig and take up all the truffles, and leave behind some seeds caught in the moss hanging from his fangs.
well, if it gets censored like with a mosaic painting. a Roman profile mosaic painting. you know you have to go in blind sometimes.
into the cave blind like an idiot, with only a darkly burning heart instead of a bright torch. the colour of fire is orange not white.
it is also the colour of the mosaic in the nether. amber-like. burning. burning sea-mist. mystery of living undeath. flamboyant d'Orange, vivid and dripping.
with mad inspiration. that is a true fountain of Muse. a Muse that waits you in the cave like a Tyger!
hah! I am glad artists learnt to draw the nether region around that veil of mist. that is some true joyful science right there!
Friend, do not be afraid by my words if you do not understand. This is a joke transcending the bounds of space-time!
Joyful as a Sylvester goatherd, garlanded with
cold undead seeds, pale with potency
I am but an incubus, knowledge-cutter
tossed forth like a lightning javelin
through that dirty mid-air's entrapment, Lie
full of bloody mist of buzzing midges. mites and flies, 
black raven feathers too…O black gory glory, that flew away
---all the falsehoods in Lfe' deception.
behold, when Baubo*1 unveils Life itself…
a shield, a fascination, a charm against that javalin---
O my evil gaze, ever greedy for more real and solid ground,
it struck the shield…it twangs and is deflected…or by chance it cracked 
cracked the hole! the cavern is cleft!
while, 
it's gaping with a its ugly jaws,
saliva dripping and bearing its reddened fangs,
eagerly showing its hunger to devour the Universe, a world-eating Boar!
Do you not fear it? It slays all your gods, good wishes and hope for Eternal Life, for Life takes from you all the Eternities!
Life! What a strong and ugly beast!
But I stuck a fork into it! It's a roasted pig upon my only spear!
Ha!
Hu!

Hunting is surely fun.

*1
Baubo - Wikipedia

古代ギリシャ人の神話で出で来た冗談を言う女。