1. Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
2. Submissive to everything, open, listening
Jack Kerouac, “Belief and Technique for Modern Prose” 64 more words
. . . shuffle the old file cards of the soul in demented hallucinated sleep . . .
Jack Kerouac, Visions of Cody
I would not call last night’s sleep “hallucinated” though the hotel bed is different enough from my own, that the new environment contributed to a somewhat restive night. 230 more words