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Bukowski on Alcohol vs Marijuana

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  • Profile picture of the author Daniel Evans
    Can't beat the bukowski tapes!
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  • Profile picture of the author ThomM
    I'd rather listen to someone like Carl Sagan speak about Cannabis then some drunk
    Carl Sagan, Marijuana Advocate, Explains What It's Like To Be High While Carl Sagan
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  • Profile picture of the author Patrician
    Yeah Bukowski is a big time drunk. What else does he do?

    Obviously has 'wet brain' (and probably a liver that is pickled).

    Poor, deluded, debauched bum.
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    • Profile picture of the author bravo75
      Originally Posted by Patrician View Post

      Yeah Bukowski is a big time drunk. What else does he do?

      Obviously has 'wet brain' (and probably a liver that is pickled).

      Poor, deluded, debauched bum.
      Good writer though.
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  • Profile picture of the author Patrician
    Yes I knew he was a writer - I was being facetious about 'what else does he do'. Ironically an eX who drank himself to death before the age of 40 introduced me to the writings of C Bukowski.

    I didn't remember he had died - and not from booze (leukemia) @73.
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    Never seen this guy before...
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    • Profile picture of the author TimPhelan
      "born like this
      into this
      as the chalk faces smile
      as Mrs. Death laughs
      as the elevators break
      as political landscapes dissolve
      as the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
      as the oily fish spit out their oily prey
      as the sun is masked

      we are
      born like this
      into this
      into these carefully mad wars
      into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
      into bars where people no longer speak to each other
      into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings

      born into this
      into hospitals which are so expensive that it's cheaper to die
      into lawyers who charge so much it's cheaper to plead guilty
      into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
      into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes

      born into this
      walking and living through this
      dying because of this
      muted because of this
      castrated
      debauched
      disinherited
      because of this
      fooled by this
      used by this
      pissed on by this
      made crazy and sick by this
      made violent
      made inhuman
      by this

      the heart is blackened
      the fingers reach for the throat
      the gun
      the knife
      the bomb
      the fingers reach toward an unresponsive god

      the fingers reach for the bottle
      the pill
      the powder

      we are born into this sorrowful deadliness
      we are born into a government 60 years in debt
      that soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
      and the banks will burn
      money will be useless
      there will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
      it will be guns and roving mobs
      land will be useless
      food will become a diminishing return
      nuclear power will be taken over by the many
      explosions will continually shake the earth
      radiated robot men will stalk each other
      the rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms

      Dante's Inferno will be made to look like a children's playground
      the sun will not be seen and it will always be night
      trees will die
      all vegetation will die
      radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
      the sea will be poisoned
      the lakes and rivers will vanish
      rain will be the new gold

      the rotting bodies of men will stink in the dark wind

      the last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
      and the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
      the petering out of supplies
      the natural effect of general decay

      and there will be the most beautiful silence never heard

      born out of that.

      The sun still hidden there
      awaiting the next chapter."

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  • Profile picture of the author Patrician
    It's amazing how many writers are prophetic - and Bukowski does have the 'beatnik' generation -- 'the beat generation' influence - that, and Revelation - in truth people might believe him before they would believe the Bible. Rock on CB. At the world's exponentially darkest hour, today, (we have to be getting very close).

    still, 'holy the banana peel streetside'. (ginzberg) -

    Darkness is obviously the absence of LIGHT

    Darkness is unbelief...

    ('it's darkest just before the dawn')...

    Let's hope.
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