Pilsners in the City
How can you gaze on rivers and mountains when the world is how the world can be, how can you gaze on rivers and mountains from the balcony in a city, how can you accept that time is an illusion when the world has rivers and mountains, that death exists alive amidst rivers and mountains, how can you accept that the world will be how the world can be, that it has rivers and mountains.
We have this balcony in the city where we can be for now, gazing not on rivers and mountains but helicopters, stadiums, and IKEA, the world being what the world is, now, alive on this balcony in the city, drinking the pilsners drunk by the one whose death we contemplate, gazing on the rivers and mountains that we have, stadiums, IKEA, helicopters, the rivers and mountains that we have, the rivers and mountains and the world we have for now.