“Desolation Angels”, a Review

Finished reading Jack Kerouac’s “Desolation Angels” (1965), after 4 months of lugging it around in my backpack and car (I find books difficult to read with my current lifestyle, and would have better success if I ignored all the other humans in my vicinity). In this, Kerouac through his proxy Jack Dolouz begins this chapter …

On the Cosmology of Infinite Dreams

Dreamed a movie of an invading gang of heroes in a truck going down guided stone hallways, taking the right turns at the forks, further into the stronghold to the goal of finding the unseen villains, fighting the evil, saving the day. Holding on to the memory of the track back out, running out of …

On the Variation of Social Species

Saw a kid walking down the street, had a totally strange kind of affect. Wore all brown, hair in 20 directions, mustache bigger than a musketeer, off-centered glide as he threw peace signs out to the car that stopped for his crosswalk. Probably high or perma-fried. The kid was so far down the strangeness scale …