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Get Drunk

The smegma cheese fiasco is almost over. I have scarred some of you for life, which, I admit, brings a smile to my tired face. So here’s something more, um, acceptable I guess, by social standards. Charles Baudelaire’s Énivrez-vous!  has always lifted my spirits. And I promised to post it for a special Chica who threatened to poke my eyes out and insert some cacti up my arse…

So here it is. In English, *golum!* *golum!*. Best translation I found in this barbaric language.

Get Drunk!
Always be drunk.
That’s it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time’s horrid burden*
Bruise your shoulders,
Grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On  wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
On the porches of a palace,
In the green grass of a ditch,
In the dismal loneliness of your own room,
Your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
Ask the wind,
The wave,
The star,
The bird,
The clock,
Ask everything that flees,
Everything that groans
Or rolls
Or sings,
Everything that speaks,
Ask what time it is;
And the wind,
The wave,
The star,
The bird,
The clock
Will answer you:
“Time to get drunk!
Don’t be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!”

 

Needless to say that I get drunk on virtue and poetry most of the time. Cheers!

*original translation was fardel

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  • It reads better in French. But either way, I am now motivated to finish that 12 case of Alexander Keith's I bought yesterday.

  • I saw your post title, put down my laptop and followed orders. I'm just sayin'!

  • Jepeto

    Everything is better in it's original language, true. Now drink!

  • Jepeto

    Virtue and poetry, godammit! Virtue and Poetry! Ahh fuck it, where's that bottle opener…

  • Sounds like great advice to me. I work nights. So, when I enjoy a night cap in the mornings before bed I feel like I'm getting one in on the rest of the world! Cheers!! *clink* *clink*

  • Everything in moderation…even poetry and virtue. Otherwise, you start speaking in rhymes and everyone thinks you're a monk/nun.

  • Jepeto

    Baudelaire was a man of excess. A monk/nun/crazy man (hahaha good one!) suits him well. The wise thing to do is moderation, you are right. So is my mother. I am not wise at all 🙂

  • Jepeto

    Santé!

  • Moderation and maturity are over-rated.

  • indeed!!

  • Mikewj

    I'll, burp, write back, belch, when I can, burp, read this.

  • Jepeto

    Excess leads to wisdom. I am wise enough not to get drunk on Tequila again in my life because my brain and liver won’t allow it. Wisdom. rn

  • Jepeto

    Virtuesque.

  • Okay, you’ve convinced me! *pours herself a vodka on the rocks*

  • Jepeto

    Vodka on the rocks…i like..like very much, bella. cheers!

  • Its the best drink in the whole wide world!

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