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Desolate

The voice in Jack Kerouac’s Desolation Angles is definitely different than the voice of On The Road or Dharma Bums.  There are passages where he almost sounds like E.E. Cummings (but maybe it’s just the parenthesis).

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Wait: You did what, now?

Another excerpt from On The Road by Jack Kerouac, ©1955: I went out to the cemetery and climbed a tree.  In the tree I sang “Blue Skies.”  Terry and Johnny sat in the grass; we had grapes. There are certain passages in this book that sound like they’re straight out of Zippy the Pinhead.

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Lover Man

Excerpt from On The Road by Jack Kerouac, ©1955: I huddled in the cold, rainy wind and watched everything across the sad vineyards of October in the valley.  My mind was filled with that great song “Lover Man” as Billie Holiday sings it; I had my own concert in the bushes.  “Someday we’ll meet, and …

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Hit The Road, Jack

I’m re-reading The Dharma Bums and On The Road, and although I still love the way Jack Kerouac writes I find myself less enchanted by his philosophies. Depending upon the kindness of strangers for your livelihood and indulging every whim as soon as it arises doesn’t sound like freedom and enlightenment.  It sounds like infantilism.

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Bangtail Ideas

And yet another excerpt from The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac, ©1958: But I had my own little bangtail ideas and they had nothing to do with the “lunatic” part of all this.  I wanted to get me a full pack complete with everything necessary to sleep, shelter, eat, cook, in fact a regular kitchen …

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Everything Smelling of Mint

Another excerpt from The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac, ©1958: In Berkeley I was living with Alvah Goldbook in his little rose-covered cottage in the backyard of a bigger house on Milvia Street.  The old rotten porch slanted forward to the ground, among vines, with a nice old rocking chair that I sat in every …

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Strange Unexpected Acts

Excerpt from The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac, ©1958: Japhy leaping up:  “I’ve been reading Whitman, know what he says, Cheer up slaves, and horrify foreign despots, he means that’s that attitude for the Bard, the Zen Lunacy bard of old desert paths, see the whole thing is a world full of rucksack wanderers, Dharma …

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On The Road

“Once you realize that the road is the goal and that you are always on the road, not to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom, life ceases to be a task and becomes natural and simple, in itself an ecstasy.”  ~Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via) (I bet you were expecting Jack …

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