"Man i'm beat"

Remembering the Beat Generation

[hazegal]

Big Sur, California 2018 

[beat-sutra]

Gregory Corso’s Bomb

“Listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox”

[thecalminside]

“Everybody understands suffering. It’s something that we all share with everybody else. It’s at once utterly intimate, and utterly shared. So Buddha says, ‘That’s a place to begin. That’s where we begin.’”

W. S. Merwin

[themotivationjournals]

I hope you get where you’re going, and be happy when you do.

Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via wordsnquotes)

[polarsangye]

Where I’m meditating today

[beatdom]

While I was alive I wrote as if I would die

Allen Ginsberg (via beatdom)

[wordsnquotes]

I considered suicide, but I felt a strange fondness for my body, my life. Scarred as they were, they were mine.

Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye (via wordsnquotes)

[thoughtkick]

It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

Jack Kerouac (via thoughtkick)

[thequotejournals]

I don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.

Allen Ginsberg, The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice (via thequotejournals)

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Gary Snyder Born on this Date

Gary Snyder Born on this Date. Follow The Scene: Radical Poetics at the Zig Zag Edges.

May 8, 2017 Profiles of the Early Beats: Gary Snyder On this date in in 1930 Gary Snyder was born in San Francisco. Snyder, today at age 87, keeps the Beat Movement alive while passing the flame on to successively younger generations. But let’s take a look at Snyder in the early days of the Beat Movement in this profile by Seymour Krim from his 1960 anthology The Beats. Easily forgotten about…

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[beat-sutra]

Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.

Charles Bukowski

[beat-sutra]

We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing

Charles Bukowski

[larmoyante]

there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock

Charles Bukowski, “The Crunch” in Love is a Dog from Hell (via larmoyante)

[beat-sutra]

Nevertheless we understood each other on all levels of madness...

Jack Kerouac, On the Road

[beat-sutra]

I’ll finish this poem in my next life.

Allen Ginsberg’s Laughing Gas (via beat-sutra)

[bookofthought]

our educational system tells us that we can be as big as winners. it hasn’t told us about the gutters or the suicides or the terror of one person  aching in one place alone.

Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog From Hell (via bookofthought)

[beat-sutra]

“...and I said, "God, I love you" and looked to the sky and really meant it. "I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other." To the children and the innocent it's all the same.” - Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

Read Mountain Preserve in Roanoke, VA