Kerouac, love

On friends Neal Cassady & Allen Ginsberg:

"[They] danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as 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 who never yawn or say a commonplace 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!'"

I am enchanted by the beat poets & likewise awed by the wonderful madness of my own favorites.

flaunt the madness!!