in my nightmares I have a wife and children
I celebrate the holidays and I listen to songs to "uplift" my mood
I'm picky about what I eat and I tell my wife how much I love her
in my nightmares I wonder if I have lived a good life.
In my nightmares I don't envy the dead and I go to check-ups regularly to make sure I'm healthy.
In my nightmares I have a purpose to fulfill. I have responsibilities and I make sure to get enough socializing.
In my nightmares I hangout with my friends on the weekend to watch the games and cool-off.
In my nightmares I live so perfectly it makes me puke.
The Cognitive Trade-Off Hypothesis
Viagra Boys
We climbed down from the trees and learned to speak
We lost all of our cognitive abilities
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I met a genius on the train today
About six years old he sat beside me
And as the train ran along the coast
We came to the ocean
And we both looked out the
Window at the ocean
And then he looked at me and said
"It's not pretty"
It was the first time I'd realized that

- Charles Bukowski
Meeting With Doozakhian
Homay
When it's time to bury my drunken self
Put a cask of wine underneath my burial shroud

So I can drink from the wine on my way to hell
Plant grape stalks on my burial plot

That moment when I meet with the damned
I will bring a cask of red wine as a present

However much I didn't drink of the smooth wine while buried
I will sit and repay it with the damned

I know of nothing other than goblets, cups, and cupbearers
My entire foundation is drinking and happiness

I know of nothing other than goblets, taverns, and cupbearers
My entire foundation is drinking and happiness

If, like Homay, I suffer in the desire for love
If I suffer in the desire for love
I have no fear of the fire of hell

When it's time to bury my drunken self
Put a cask of wine underneath my burial shroud

So I can drink from the wine on my way to hell
Plant grape stalks on my burial plot
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Homay – Meeting With Doozakhian
آن دم که مرا می زده بر خاک سپارید
زیر کفنم خمره ای از باده گذارید
تا در سفر دوزخ از این باده بنوشم
بر خاک من از ساقه انگور بکارید
آن لحظه که با دوزخیان کنم ملاقات
یک خمره شراب ارغوان برم به سوغات
هرقدر که در خاک ننوشیدم از این باده صافی
بنشینم و با دوزخیان کنم تلافی
جز ساغر و پیمانه و ساقی نشناسم
بر پایه پیمانه و شادی است اساسم
گر همچو همای از عطش عشق بسوزم
از آتش دوزخ نهراسم نهراسم
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colors don't glow
light doesn't shine
and trying to find out what matters is the only thing that matters
how come your passion and hardwork always seem to reward you with the misery of it not meaning anything? (src)
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