poem and picture of Charles Baudelaire

Be Drunk

You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually
drunk.
But on what?Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be
drunk.
And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of
a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again,
drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave,
the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything
that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is
singing, everything that is speaking. . .ask what time it is and
wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you:"It is time to be
drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be
continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish."

Charles Baudelaire

Picture Reflection

What am I really doing? In this picture, I'm standing with my family in front a pink Tinkerbell cake, pink balloons, and number 9 on the cake, so it was obviously my sister birthday party. There was really no facial expression on my face so I can't really tell what I was exactly feeling at the moment, but I know that I would have much rather be anywhere else then there. The two major things that are noticeable in this picture is that rosemary cross necklace and that I had very short hair. That there was telling me there is a huge difference between now and then. I can pretty much call myself ignorant and clueless, because I couldn't figure out what's really real or not at the time. All the things that really matter to me at that point, now seems so stupid, like how short my hair needed to be, rap/pop music everyone use to listen to, and religion that was force upon me. This picture reminder me how close minded I use to be.