How to swallow

How am I able to swallow this? This state of mind, which is imposed on me by taking pills. I guess I need to take more pills to make sense of the revelations I had when taking the pills I had before. Pills come in different sizes, colours and shapes. Events are pills as well. Things that happen to you, can thrill you, change your state of mind and your vision on the future. You get a clear picture of a person when he or she answers the question to how they see the future. You have to specific though, if you want a clear answer. I hope you don't mind if I give an example to illustrate my point. O, hold on. I don't have an example. You just have to figure it out for yourself, just because I tell you. Yes, that's right. I am playing an authoritave figure now. Someone who is saying to you what you have to do. You have to take into account that I am telling the truth, because I would never lie to you. That's just not my nature. I am a sincere human-being and if you don't believe me, you are calling me a liar. I hate that argument myself, but I can't put it into other words. Not that the words would alter the meaning of the utterance or the argument, because they would point to the same concept.
The concept being that what I say is the truth or you might as well not read this fucking bullshit. Are you catching my drift? Are you trying to define your own future or are you letting everything hang loose? Your life is a path and you are the only one who can make the steps. Sometimes the path is steep and you have to put a lot of effort in some of your steps, but never be afraid to do so. You have to. Not for me or anyone else. Do it all for yourself, without feeling guilty. Everyone else does so, so why are you not allowed to do the same. I am not implying, at least not trying consciously, that you should take advantage of others. To some degree you should, of course. Some people deserve to be exploited. Although it is up to you to decide who gets it or not. So I kindly invite you to exploit some people.

Cheers!

It is your downtalker, your textual stalker,
Because now I feel like Luke Skywalker

I like to smoke joints
In the evening
After I went to the bar
And talked to friends
About dreams and such

It may not seem much
But it means a lot to me

I went out of the joint
Because I have to get up early in the morning
And to relax at home and smoke one

After I am done
I will watch some pornography
Which will inevitably satisfy me

So mind and body are full at rest
When I go to bed

But before I go to bed
I wanted to share this with you

I have none, but I need no reason
Or there might be

Because not sharing me with this world
Would feel like treason

Treason because I am what you want to be
At least that's how I see it

I am able to show the full kit
The essence of my being

Although I can only write or type it down
And hope that you are also seeing
What I see when I am behind my screen

And when you do read this
I realise that the state I am in
Is long gone, but what I have left
Are a couple of inunderstable pages

For those who read this in a hundred years
Which I can only dare to hope
I would say to you:
"Nothing on the internet disappears"

And if you are drunk when you read this
I would say
Cheers

I reached my quotum

Today I reached my fucking quotum
Just take a look at my bloody scrotum
It's purple and dark blue
And that's all thanks to fucking you