- Jack Kerouac / On the Road
Added 2025-06-07 12:10:36 +0000 UTC“[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, 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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
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I understand why anyone might be saddened by the discrepancy of the message and the lived experience of the author. It doesn't affect me in that way only because I have a tendency to separate the human from their creative output. I always perceived us to be mere vessels for creativity and that our individual life story (in the bigger scheme of things) matters little. Perhaps it is just a lack of empathy on my part.
House of Fortitude
2025-06-07 13:35:43 +0000 UTCPassages like this sadden me, knowing how Kerouac met his demise. It was like he wanted his life to be that of a pilgrim seeking religious enlightenment, finding it, then sharing the journey and the wisdom to his readers, but his internal conflicts (beyond alcohol) and feelings of isolation got in his way.
Redd_Unit02
2025-06-07 12:27:11 +0000 UTC
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