I Had A Moment Of

It's Very Much Related To The American Tycoon. To William Randolph Hearst, Vanderbilt, Rockefeller, That Whole Stratum Of American Acquisitive Evil. Monopolistic, Acquisitive Evil. Ugly Evil. The Ugly American. The Ugly American At His Ugly Worst. That's Exactly What It Is.

From It's Inception Beat Poetry Was Hailed As "something New" And "like All Good Spontaneous Jazz, Newness Is Acceptable And Expected - By Hip People Who Listen." But The Newness Of Jazz Has In It The Echoes Of J. S. Bach.

Marijuana Is A Useful Catalyst For Specific Optical And Aural Aesthetic Perceptions. I Apprehended The Structure Of Certain Pieces Of Jazz And Classical Music In A New Manner Under The Influence Of Marijuana, And These Apprehensions Have Remained Valid In Years Of Normal Consciousness.

He Threw Up His Hands And Wrote The Universe Dont Exist And Died To Prove It

I Think It Was When I Ran Into Kerouac And Burroughs - When I Was 17 - That I Realized I Was Talking Through An Empty Skull... I Wasn't Thinking My Own Thoughts Or Saying My Own Thoughts.