Drinking,
drinking can be many things,
a short escape from conformism
allowed by the system
in company of bread and games
an echelon of souls reside
Thinking,
your permanent way out
going beyond other’s tracks
finding your own
Don’t talk or infect others, or
the system will silence you
Beyond Thought,
no system can touch you
utterly free, often alone,
responsible for yourself
sometimes a signpost
most often Silence
Pictures by bvdb (whoisbert) August 2010 – @LaRoche(B) – Canon Ixus HS230 – IMG 4071/4131
Hmmm … interesting. The first stanza reminds me of a guy I interviewed years ago on radio, Ron Siegel, who wrote “Intoxication.” He says it is one of the primal drives of all primates. I wondered then, wonder still if he’s right. Aloha, Bert.
… numbing yourself away from the reality that you think is unchangeable …
… there is a forced surrender and deep frustration in that place …
… and probably a bit of existential freakout. I mean, none of us get out of here alive. That can cause some people to try and numb out to that bold truth. Doesn’t change it, of course.
🙂