"I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday
with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, stabilized-within-the-photo lives
... never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives,
our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road.
All of it inside endless and beginningless emptiness. Pitiful
forms of ignorance."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road
with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, stabilized-within-the-photo lives
... never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives,
our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road.
All of it inside endless and beginningless emptiness. Pitiful
forms of ignorance."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road
/ / / Took a trip through an old photography series (above^ or CLICK HERE) with my morning tea today. And it's such a funny thing to say "old" since this era was so much of my writings on this blog. And so much of a constant inspiration for all the films that followed.
All the places these souls went afterwards. We even lost one forever. But we learned of love, and we learned that you could really, truly, if you wanted --- share it all at once, feel everything the dark world had to offer, ......and then pack up the carnivale and move on to your own, so uniquely different, dreams. We're all such different people now.
What a story that time was, which you can never quite tell just right, can never go back. But it really was that great.
CLICK each title BELOW to READ some of those old writings...
• "Ignorance" on 10/18/09
CLICK each title BELOW to READ some of those old writings...
• "Ignorance" on 10/18/09
• "2814" on 12/3/09 **
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