Sarchophcus Sealed In Pure Molten Irony

I've been angry, sad and sentimental. The world goes crazy around me. People tell me of job loss and I'm breaking up drunken fights. I don't like it. I usually wander the dark places of the world and go out to revel in the madness that surrounds this old city in a new country. But I've been in the House of Bacchus too long and my lady Chaos calls me. She misses me. So I wander home to Eris with my head down. And prepare for my time in her house. I'm honored guest, I know but what honor is there to be found in the Divine Joke, except for a good sense of humor. Dignity that you can still have with Bacchus, even in the madness of smoke and drink, and the timelessness between day and night is not in Eris' home. To laugh and to make others laugh, there's a small loss of dignity, a letting go of your ego. To the House of Eris we go and relearn to take the joke we call "Life".