Get Drunk
Quoted from Baudelaire by Moxie, by way of Mays Newman (who’s also got some good stuff to say about passion):
Get Drunk
One should always be drunk. That’s the thing that matters. In order not to feel the horrible burden of Time, which breaks your shoulders and crushes you to the ground, one should be drunk without ceasing.
But on what? On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as suits you. But get drunk.
And if sometimes, on the steps of the palace, on the green grass of a ditch, in the lonely gloom of your room, you wake up, the drunkenness already abated or completely gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everythi ng that flies or groans or rolls or sings or speaks, ask everything what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock will answer: “Time to get drunk. In order not to be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk. Get drunk ceaselessly. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as suits you.”
And I say this not only because I spent the entire weekend with a bunch of drunken, passionate artists at Artwalk, but because I really believe it.