You know what I would do if I were in your place?
I'd drink from the milk basin of the Milky Way; I'd swallow comets;
I'd lunch on dawn; I'd dine on day and I'd sup on night;
I'd invite myself, splendid table-companion that I am,
to the banquet of all the glories, and I'd salute God as my host!
I'd work up a magnificent hunger, an enormous thirst, and I'd race
through the drunken spaces between the spheres singing the
fearsome drinking song of eternity.