I'm Right There, Swimming The River Of

Listen To The Silence Inside The Illusion Of The World, And You Will Remember The Lesson You Forgot

I'd Better Be A Poet Or Lay Down Dead.

I Saw That My Life Was A Vast Glowing Empty Page And I Could Do Anything I Wanted.

I Suddenly Discovered The Delight Of Rebellion.

I Went One Afternoon To The Church Of My Childhood And Had A Vision Of What I Must Have Really Meant With "beat"... The Vision Of The Word Beat As Being To Mean Beatific... People Began To Call Themselves Beatniks, Beats, Jazzniks, Bopniks, Bugniks And Finally I Was Called The "avatar" Of All This.