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my good bottle

One bottle for my sorrow Another for the blink morrow One for my nagging wife A sip for lost honor Another before that suffocating corner One more for this my battered life A pint for my towering bill Another for the landlord’s zeal One for my sulfur-breathing creditors Just this glass for love unrequited One more for the job I’ve been fired A sip for all my haters One more hour, one more please Another bottle please, another I’m paying, ain’t I? One more, one more and I’m drowned Another glass and I’m ruined Another casualty to booze driving One more statistic, one more victim I’ve become One more life maimed May be lost A child orphaned Relationships wretched Just coz of alcohol Of emotions untamed Of misguided escapism to the bottle

the speech of the mind: good and bad;all are good

the speech of the mind: good and bad;all are good

good and bad;all are good

Good and evil Good and bad, all meant to be ancient as man, old as he profits’s painted upon the canvas Of risk, of denial, and loss Says they, “no pain no gain” says I, “no hell no heaven” hurt, reinforces the heart fear, restrains our unfettered act our friends, our fiends show us how to be, how not to be keep your pals close, haters even closer for friends you choose, enemies ‘twas poker life’s a fast speed game with tackles, defeats, applause, and fame in death, though subtle, is the chance of rest, repose, and quiescence ,

meditations

Am I (we) real or not? Sometimes I think I might wake up to find I’m no more (or never were) There are those times I wonder if my being (or all that which make me think I am ) is but just an illusion. One person told me the very fact that I’m questioning my very existence is proof that I exist. But it could be possible that I, the question and even you do not exist because all of this is an illusion. What about the fact that I can behold the Universe, perceive the numerous colours, animals, people, objects, etc? Doesn’t this prove that at least something exists and thus by extrapolation precipitate a probability that I could be part of that “something’’ and hence existing as well? This argument may not stand because it’s just mere tautology. It is like saying impossibility is that which is impossible to be done! This is because my question does not end with me but extends to those other things we consider as existing. Now before anyone points me to science, science is a child of being...