“Japhy was considered an eccentric around the campus, which is the usual thing for campuses and college people to think whenever a real man appears on the scene — colleges being nothing but grooming schools for the middle-class non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and television sets in each living room with everybody looking at the same thing at the same time while the Japhies of the world go prowling in the wilderness to hear the voice crying in the wilderness, to find the ecstasy of the stars, to find the dark mysterious secret of the origin of faceless wonderless crapulous civilization.”
—Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
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Wild And Free
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The moon is Hamlet on a motorcycle coming down a dark road. He is wearing a black leather jacket and boots. I have nowhere to go. I will ride all night. (Source : fuckyeahrichardbrautigan)
The Nature Poem
Xavier Rudd
Well, here I am this is my shelter
Here I’m at one with these trees
And all these birds sing to my rhythms
And these waves they comfort me
Do what you will while you’re able
Find what it is that you seek
Only I’ll fly, fly, fly above the ocean
I will fly so high above the see.
Alain Delon, 1962
Cibelle.