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Cartoonist’s note: I found a fellow fishcrow on tumblr! Their comics are hella rad, and they inspire me to write poems/comics about a fellow weird internet bird~ 98 more words


Quote 9 - Jack Kerouac - A man who created something new!

‘I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.’

‘Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.’ 398 more words


Tough Toenails!

Actor Jeff Bridges, son of Lloyd, posted this on his web site, a wildly creative endeavor.

Moo goo and moo juice. Pucker palace. Knuckles to the creep. 41 more words

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Scrutinizing Script: Big Sur

Jack Kerouac is likely the best known of the beat authors. Up and risen in the 1950s, beatnik culture was considered fringe. Little was understood of it by the so called mundane outsiders. 496 more words


Moon Day Musings: Monday March 14 2016

A long read but the best…

The world being just what it is, moving and passing through, actually alright in the long view and nothing to complain about—Even the rocks of the valley had earlier rock ancestors, a billion billion years ago, have left no howl of complaint—Neither the bee, or the first sea urchins, or the clam, or the severed paw—All sad So-Is sight of the world, right there in front of my nose as I look,—And looking at that valley in fact I also realize I have to make lunch and it wont be any different than the lunch of those olden men and besides it’ll taste good—Everything is the same, the fog says “We are fog and we fly by dissolving like ephemera,” and the leaves say “We are leaves and we jiggle in the wind, that’s all, we come and go, grow and fall”—Even the paper bags in my garbage it say “We are man-transformed paper bags made out of wood pulp, we are kinda proud of being paper bags as long as that will be possible, but we’ll be mush again with our sisters the leaves come rainy season”—The tree stumps say “We are tree stumps torn out of the ground by men, sometimes by wind, we have big tendrils full of earth that drink out of the earth”—Men say “We are men, we pull out tree stumps, we make paper bags, we think wise thoughts, we make lunch, we look around, we make a great effort to realize everything is the same”—While the sand says “We are sand, we already know” the sea says “We are always come and go, fall and plosh”—The empty blue sky of space says “All this comes back to me, then goes again, and comes back again, then goes again, and I don’t care, it still belongs to me”—The blue sky adds “Don’t call me eternity, call me God if you like, all of you talkers are in paradise: the leaf is paradise, the tree stump is paradise, the paper bag is paradise, the man is paradise, the sand is paradise, the sea is paradise, the man is paradise, the fog is paradise”

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Cartoonist’s Note: I’ve been down today- to pick myself up I’m going to re-read “The Cool War”  (within the Acidverse of Secure, Contain, Protect) and live blog it on… 6 more words