the pain of being unproductive has been steadily increasing.
and it hurts in a very actual way... if im not constantly sketching or creating.
a mixture of my laziness and having to find less creative work to earn money means im in danger of settling into the comfort of a luxurious lull. and that just makes me feel weird and empty. i think id rather just work harder with the stuff i love doing and see if i can create a living out of it. it's not like i need loads of money i mean most things i love are fairly cheap or free.
i am slowly realising that the strain of constant work is a comparatively mild discomfort, and so want to make a summer-onwards resolution to keep my heart swollen, pouring energy & art into each day.
i tend to forget or dismiss these resolutions if i keep them to myself...
i wanted to share this with all of you so that there is some form of commitment on my part,
so im turning this private confession into a public plea..
get drunk my friends, and never pause for rest.
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters;
that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's
horrible burden one which breaks your shoulders and bows
you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what?
With wine, poetry, or virtue
as you choose.
But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the bleak solitude of your room,
you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated,
ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock,
all that which flees,
all that which groans,
all that which rolls,
all that which sings,
all that which speaks,
ask them, what time it is;
and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock,
they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time,
get drunk, get drunk,
and never pause for rest!
With wine, poetry, or virtue,
as you choose!"
- Charles Baudelaire
Created: Jun 06, 2010wirrow Document Media