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01-11-2008, 07:59 PM
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isfckingdead
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Everything is going to the beat — It's the beat generation
Discuss favorite authors/poems/books/etc. My favorite is Jack Kerouac because On the Road is really that amazing. I think Corso's Marriage is my favorite poem right now, but America by Allen Ginsberg is my favorite of all time (i'll post it at the bottom) Some recommendations by my favorites..
Jack Kerouac On the Road The Dharma Bums Visions of Cody Dr. Sax Allen Ginsberg Howl and Other Poems Collected Poems 1947-1997 William S. Burroughs Naked Lunch Cities of the Red Night Nova Express Gregory Corso Gasoline The Happy Birthday of Death  Quotes are cool also: "We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess — across the night, eastward over the Plains, where somewhere an old man with white hair was probably walking toward us with the Word, and would arrive any minute and make us silent." - Jack Kerouac "I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion." - Jack Kerouac "What is the feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? — it's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies." - Jack Kerouac "Sociability is just a big smile, and a big smile is nothing but teeth." - Jack Kerouac "No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength. Learning for instance, to eat when he's hungry and sleep when he's sleepy." - Jack Kerouac "Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and laugh" - Jack Kerouac "And I will die, and you will die, and we all will die, and even the stars will fade out one after another in time." - Jack Kerouac "In the loneliness of my life, my father dead, my brother dead, my mother far away, my sister and my wife far away, nothing here but my own tragic hands that once were guarded by a world, a sweet attention, that now are left to guide and disappear their own way into the common dark of all our death, sleeping in me raw bed, alone and stupid." - Jack Kerouac "Our national drug is alcohol. We tend to regard the use of any other drug with special horror." - William S. Burroughs "There is simply no room left for 'freedom from the tyranny of government' since city dwellers depend on it for food, power, water, transportation, protection, and welfare. Your right to live where you want, with companions of your choosing, under laws to which you agree, died in the eighteenth century with Captain Mission. Only a miracle or a disaster could restore it." - William S. Burroughs "A paranoid-schizophrenic is a guy who just found out what’s going on." - William S. Burroughs "Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact." - William S. Burroughs "America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers." - William S. Burroughs "Confusion hath fuck his masterpiece" - William S. Burroughs "If you're doing business with a religious son-of-a-bitch, get it in writing. His word isn't worth shit. Not with the good lord telling him how to fuck you on the deal." - William S. Burroughs "Thou shalt not drop an atom bomb or even shit one out in the first place - I'm talking to you, Robert Oppenheimer." - William S. Burroughs "It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now." - Allen Ginsberg "Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private." - Allen Ginsberg "Once when Kerouac was high on psychedelics with Timothy Leary, he looked out the window and said, 'Walking on water wasn't built in a day.' Our goal was to save the planet and alter human consciousness. That will take a long time, if it happens at all." - Allen Ginsberg "I recalled when I worked in the woods and the bars of Madras, Oregon. That short-haired joy and roughness— America—your stupidity. I could almost love you again." - Gary Snyder "America" by Allen Ginsberg America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't stand my own mind. America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb. I don't feel good don't bother me. I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind. America when will you be angelic? When will you take off your clothes? When will you look at yourself through the grave? When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites? America why are your libraries full of tears? America when will you send your eggs to India? I'm sick of your insane demands. When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks? America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world. Your machinery is too much for me. You made me want to be a saint. There must be some other way to settle this argument. Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister. Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke? I'm trying to come to the point. I refuse to give up my obsession. America stop pushing I know what I'm doing. America the plum blossoms are falling. I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for murder. America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies. America I used to be a communist when I was a kid I'm not sorry. I smoke marijuana every chance I get. I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet. When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid. My mind is made up there's going to be trouble. You should have seen me reading Marx. My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right. I won't say the Lord's Prayer. I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations. America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over from Russia. I'm addressing you. Are you going to let your emotional life be run by Time Magazine? I'm obsessed by Time Magazine. I read it every week. Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore. I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library. It's always telling me about responsibility. Business- men are serious. Movie producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me. It occurs to me that I am America. I am talking to myself again. Asia is rising against me. I haven't got a chinaman's chance. I'd better consider my national resources. My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles an hour and twenty-five-thousand mental institutions. I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underprivileged who live in my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns. I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go. My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic. America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood? I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his automobiles more so they're all different sexes. America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe America free Tom Mooney America save the Spanish Loyalists America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die America I am the Scottsboro boys. America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have been a spy. America you don't really want to go to war. America it's them bad Russians. Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians. The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take our cars from out our garages. Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Readers' Digest. Her wants our auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations. That no good. Ugh. Him make Indians learn read. Him need big black ******s. Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help. America this is quite serious. America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set. America is this correct? I'd better get right down to the job. It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway. America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.
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01-11-2008, 10:57 PM
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I just have to say first of all thank you thank you so so so much for that, i absolutley loved that poem and the quotes, and im definatly going to check out Jack Kerouac and Allan Ginserberg now
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01-11-2008, 11:27 PM
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isfckingdead
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On the Road is life changing.
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01-12-2008, 07:40 AM
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01-12-2008, 09:55 AM
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Orwell has NOTHING to do with the Beat Generation. 1984 is excellent though.
I will just say that On The Road is my favourite book of all time, and Kerouac is my favourite writer along with Philip K Dick. Burroughs is alright, but don't waste your time with him...there are many many better authors out there. Just watch Cronenberg's film Naked Lunch, it's way better than the book. |
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