Maybe That's What Life Is... A Wink

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.

I Mean, Why On Earth (outside Sickness And Hangovers) Aren't People Continually Drunk? I Want Ecstasy Of The Mind All The Time.

Write What You Want Bottomless From Bottom Of The Mind.

I Think It's All Lovely Hallucination But I Love It Sorta.

Whither Goest Thou, America, In Thy Shiny Car In The Night?