The mad ones :)

We went to the Coventry Street Fair last night.
lots of fun.
Hope you like the words below!!!
Namaste,
Michele



I've been doing all my life after people who interest me,
because the only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time,
the ones that never yawn or say a common place thing,
but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders across the stars
and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'


— Jack Kerouac

the dharma bums

…see the whole thing is a world full of rucksack wanderers, Dharma Bums refusing to subscribe to the general demand that they consume production and therefore have to work for the privilege of consuming, all that crap they didn’t really want anyway such as refrigerators, TV sets, cars, …all of them imprisoned in a system of work, produce, consume, work, produce, consume, I see a vision of a great rucksack revolution thousands or even millions of young Americans wandering around with rucksacks, going up to mountains to pray, making children laugh and old men glad, making young girls happy and old girls happier, all of ‘em Zen Lunatics who go about writing poems that happen to appear in their heads for no reason and also by being kind and also by strange unexpected acts keep giving visions of eternal freedom to everybody and to all living creatures.
Jack Kerouac (The Dharma Bums) 1958