Shall we spice it up a bit?

Sad and glum these past day have been. When inspiraton strikes, it resembles coals of simmering thought, flowing like lava to no end in sight. No more I say, no more!

We shall rejoice my friends, rejoice for the days that are yet to come, and thus we shall light the darkness of the day with the light of our thoughts.

I feel inspired. I feel good. Life IS good, damnit. So let us rejoice, lay down your shields and I shall quote you couplets of love, sonnets about the pursuit of love and declarations of love, for wine, for our souls, for us.

No longer shall these days be dreadful and wretched; I intend to harken joy. Let Gibran and Khayyam make you smile, let Keats make you blush, let the words of Neruda infuse your soul.

I say we embark on a journey... come along friends, for I am sick of being sick. It is time to take back the reins of life, one haiku at a time.

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Ah, Love! could thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire!
Would not we shatter it to bits - and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!

-- Omar Khayyam