“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live,
mad to talk, mad to be saved…
the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars.”
~ Jack Kerouac, On the Road
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"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz"
Zizek, the Animal doesn't exist:
http://vimeo.com/35590714
HOWL! I love it! I find Ginsberg's other stuff decadent and nostalgic but...
It's funny you bring that up, I purchased the illustrated version two weeks ago:
http://blog.booktopia.com.au/2010/11/22/howl-a-graphic-novel-allen-ginsbergs-poem-illustrated-by-eric-drooker/
I sat down with my teenagers and explained HOWL to them using the book. Great discussion ensued…
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