I used to be a frequent drinker of alcohol. It certainly gives a sense of bravery, yet it's almost like the bravery is purchased via agreement to drink. In exchange, the experiences tend to be less memorable or purposeful.
I'm not saying that the occasional dose of bravery isn't "ok" but there seems to always be some kind of exchange.
For some folks, alcohol can bring out a side that is not normally present when sober. I used to know this guy: drunk Mark. He was a co worker for a few years. Big-time alcoholic - but when he was sober, he was actually really likeable. As soon as a drop of booze hit his lips, it was like he had an excuse to be a belligerent ass-hole. He'd show up at my home (as well as other coworker's homes) uninvited and wasted. Bang on the door until someone would give-in and let him in. One second we'd be his best friend, the next he's trying to fight us. He'd demand that we either smoke weed with him or give him some of ours. Numerous times, we'd have to usher him outside and I'd have to tell him to get in the car to be taken home (my roomate didn't drive).
I baby-sat that man more than he looked after his own kids... which he lost after being divorced and completely going into a spiral of self-imposed hell. I feel bad for him; like i said, when sober, I really liked him. He had such potential.... but, oh well. Not my life to live.
So, why is this relevant? Maybe being drunk brings out "bravery" - but from the outside looking in, that bravery seems false, sporadic, and useful only to get in a further predicament. IF there are DMT entities looking after us... do we want to be a "Drunk Mark?" I promise... if the entities have anywhere near the patience that I had for him... it's only a matter of time before they do something that humbles false bravery.... lol. Here is a link that explains the final resolve of
drunk Mark and the "Drayton Street Drop-Off." (The name was coined, later.) [Scroll past the links, unless yah wanna see some hyperspace stuffs.]
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ACY