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matilda, 16.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz
America - Allen Ginsberg
America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can’t stand my own mind.
9:55 pm 2 notes
“I’m with you in Rockland
in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey
on the highway across America in tears
to the door of my cottage in the Western night”
in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey
on the highway across America in tears
to the door of my cottage in the Western night”
— Allen Ginsberg - Howl III (via somewhatvagueandobscure)
10:22 pm 7 notes
“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future.”
— McCandless | Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer (via atturigs)
10:18 pm 9 notes
8:46 pm 289 notes
Jack Kerouac with William Burrough’s cat. Tangier, Morocco, 1957.
(Source: chopsueytakeaway)
