Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
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One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
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Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running - that’s the way to live.
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dust storm sahara desert
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"On the straw mat at Buddha Creek, I meditated and prayed. There just isn't any night's sleep that can compare with the night's sleep you get in the desert Winter night... The silence is so intense that you can hear your own blood roar in your ears. But louder than that by far is the mysterious roar which I always identified with the roaring of the diamond of wisdom, the mysterious roar of silence itself, which is a great shhhh, reminding you of something you seem to have forgotten in the stress of your days since birth. I wished I could explain it to those I loved, to my mother, to Jaffe, but there just aren't any words to describe the nothingness and purity of it. Is there a certain and definite teaching to be given to all living creatures? Was the question probably asked to beetle-browed snowy Dipankara Buddha? And his answer was the roaring silence of the diamond."
~ Jack Kerouac, 'The Dharma Bums'
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Mad raging sunsets poured in seafoams of cloud through unimaginable crags, with every rose tint of hope beyond. I felt just like it, brilliant and bleak beyond words.
Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
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One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
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I lie on my bunk in the moonlit night
on my stomach and contemplate
the bottomless horror of
the world...
Jack Kerouac
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One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
Jack Kerouac / The Dharma Bums
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The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac
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"...but sometimes I felt lonely to see everybody paired off and having a good time and all I did was curl up in my sleeping bag in the rosebushes and sigh and say bah. For me it was just red wine in my mouth and a pile of firewood."
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One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
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