巨大な木

عادي آخذ البايو؟

Let It enfold you
          either peace or happiness,
          let it enfold you
          when I was a young man
          I felt these things were
          dumb, unsophisticated.
          I had bad blood, a twisted
          mind, a precarious
          upbringing.
          I was hard as granite, I
          leered at the
          sun.
          I trusted no man and
          especially no
          woman.
          I was living a hell in
          small rooms, I broke
          things, smashed things,
          walked through glass,
          cursed.
          I challenged everything,
          was continually being
          evicted, jailed,in and
          out of fights, in and out
          of my mind.
          women were something
          to screw and rail
          at, I had no male
          freinds,
          I changed jobs and
          cities, I hated holidays,
          babies, history,
          newspapers, museums,
          grandmothers,
          marriage, movies,
          spiders, garbagemen,
          english accents,spain,
          france,italy,walnuts and
          the color
          orange.
          algebra angred me,
          opera sickened me,
          charlie chaplin was a
          fake
          and flowers were for
          pansies.
          peace and happiness to me
          were signs of
          inferiority,
          tenants of the weak
          an
          addled
          mind.
          ＿ Charles Bukowski - Let It Enfold You

"I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books , music, love for one's neighbor ー such is my idea of happiness. And then, on top of all that, you for a mate, and children, perhaps!"
          __Leo Tolstoy