fear the beard

human beings are not well served by permanence or stasis. Obviously, if individuals are progressing, they are undergoing a series of presumably desirable alterations, but in a universe where flux is fundamental, it can be argued that even change for the worse is preferable to no change at all. Isn't fixity the hallmark of the living dead?

liquid courage, you sneaky monster

O mellow my dreams you've gone away
O empty belly it's good to see you
O my dreams of these quiet people
O you and me dancing on my grave.

But oh lord, I know what I've done
And oh lord, I ain't afraid.