Been a very busy. busy. busy. few weeks. Having fun. Stressing out. Counting down.
Went to the LEAF (Llano Earth Art Festival). With friends. Such fun.
Tending to things that are roaring. Such nonsense.
Checking off the days til the end. Of duties. Tick tock.
'Be always drunken. Nothing else matters: that is the only question.
Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken.
And if sometimes, on the stairs of a palace, or on the green side of 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 the wind, wave, star, bird, clock, will answer you: "It is the hour to be drunken! Be drunken, if you would not be martyred slaves of Time; be drunken continually! With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will."'
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