Alcohol

Alcohol is a liberator, primarily it immediately releases me from the clutches of me-dom, then it gives a nice lyrical quality to the sounds around, and the world feels like a friend. I don't feel malice, a light floating happiness surrounds me  like the 'soft glow' filter of photoshop, people seem beautiful and benign. I can now open my heart and show you the most gory scenes as if they were Dali  masterpieces, the surreal is here and now; you can't escape it, and I can be
insistent ! I connect with you lucidly and realise that there is a primordial bond which links us all in a harmonic-synchronic-synergeistic whole, and all through the day we keep denying it. So this is my essence, unbound, flowing unhindered, unabashed, unaffected by your stupid estimations and evaluations, your designs and proprieties, etiquettes and moralities, me and yous... Go to hell, please.

Bereft of my pretensions, I can dance now, and dance like Zorba, with no audience in mind, dance a dance that's me, only me; the music flows through me, a medium in trance, it decides where it wants to go. It's the sheer joy of being that's oozing out of me, don't mind if I hug you or decide to plant a kiss on your shining glimmering face, I will apologise later if needed.

I unlearn, albeit ephemerally, the drill and the programmed sophistry that I brandish during the day; I can confess to murder not committed, but I'll flow, loud and languid, uncouth and uncrafted. Reason is perched there on the top shelf of a library, in bound volumes, green and heavy, dusty with sepia tones and old paper smells, I wave to it, it throws me a flying kiss. There are no evaluations now, the world has gone socialistic; the milk of human kindness is flowing everywhere and I am swimming-floating in it.
My talents have taken the cable car to the summit, I can sing now, a Capella, and dance to my own rhythm. My body is a bassoon and you all are an ensemble, we play Bach's Jesu- joy of man's desiring...

(picture: fractal, Mandelbrot set, made on Fraqtive on Ubuntu 12.10, motion blurred in Gimp.)