FVS (Frozen Vodka Syndrome)

Why do I always lose my head, when it's most needed?
Why I can't get rid of it, when reasoning is totally out of place?

I tried getting drunk, surprisingly- didn't work out.
Instead got a rapid cynicism attack
Reality, in its common-ness seemed almost repellent
Thousands theories, for everything and everyone, which of course
were delivered in a single lecture on my way home, threading my way
through humid summer air

Brute in me doesn't want to sleep again. muzzle I will buy for it, whang leash,
hip in the ear, electric shepherd I will place around
and will look how it sizzles with each step
Sleep, my dear beast. with a stick will I tan leather on its crest.
Will tie it to a tree. Will make it stand out in the rain, and all that.
Just sleep my darling.
Chwilo - trwaj
Depresjo - ......wypierdalaj!

...a teraz...no more bullshit bo ja to ;)

Trust

So, OK. Fine. To trust? Just to later use that knowledge, most likely just to empower my advantage over someone else? I try to responsibly bestow others with my trust. I calculate. The difference between our judgement is more less like, hmmm.... like the difference between marriage because it's reasonable, and marriage because of love. But some just don't understand and call me "the brain specialist". Waddle in circles. Again and again. Still the same spot.