Wednesday, 25 June 2008

Mumbleweeds for the Journey :: Aaaaah, Baudelaire...

Be drunken, always. Nothing else matters; that is the only question. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time weighing on your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, be drunken continually.

Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry or with virtue, as you please. But be drunken.


And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace, or on the green grass in a ditch, or in the dreary solitude of your own room, you should awaken and the drunkenness be half or wholly slipped away from you, ask of the wind, or of the wave, or of the star, or of the bird, or of the clock, of whatever flies, or sighs, or rocks, or sings, or speaks, ask what hour it is; and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: 'It is the hour to be drunken! Be drunken, if you would not be the martyred slaves of Time; be drunken continually! With wine, with poetry or with virtue, as you please.'



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9 comments:

Michael said...

I've given up drinking.

Anonymous said...

I prefer spliff.

isabelle said...

hello !
my sentiments exactly,
and it feels like a cider poemy night tonight...( again)

Lauren Wojcik said...

stupendous!!!

Clare Sudbery said...

That's much better than the Cream song I rewrote yesterday ("Strange poo, girl what's inside of you").

Bother.

Anonymous said...

Bonjour La Bête,

With poetry and virtue, you can avoid a headache, as they don't contain any sulfites.
You might not avoid a heartache though...

uncle Did

Anonymous said...

Hmmm, I made a tit of myself on Saturday with wine and grain. My mood has only just recovered. lx

Newbie said...

God I love it so much I nicked it for a facebook status. Is that wrong? Best cross off 'virtue' just in case I suppose, I'll be drunken on the other two.

La Bête said...

Uncle Did, I think maybe one can get drunk on heartache too. In fact, I think I am. Hic.

Newbie, nick away. I nicked it myself, after all.