nevver:

  1. A shape in a drape
    A well-dressed person. “Usually she just wears jeans, but she sure is a shape in a drape in that dress.”
  2. Bright disease
    To know too much. “He has bright disease. Make sure he doesn’t rat us out.”
  3. Claws sharp
    Being well-informed on a number of subjects. “Reading Mental Floss keeps your claws sharp.”
  4. Dixie fried
    Drunk. “It’s Friday and the eagle flies tonight. Let’s go get dixie fried.”
  5. Everything plus
    Better than good-looking. “He wasn’t just built, he was everything plus.”
  6. Focus your audio
    Listen carefully. “Shut your trap and focus your audio. This is important.”
  7. Gin mill cowboy
    A bar regular. (A gin mill is a bar.) “Cliff Clavin was the _flossiest gin mill cowboy of all time.”
  8. Hanging paper
    Paying with forged checks. “I hope that chick who stole my purse last week goes to jail for hanging paper.”
  9. Interviewing your brains
    Thinking. “I can see you’re interviewing your brains, so I’ll leave you alone.”
  10. Jungled up
    Having a place to live, or specific living arrangements. “All I know is that he’s jungled up with that guy he met at the gin mill last month.”
  11. Know your groceries
    To be aware, or to do things well. (Similar to Douglas Adams’ “know where your towel is.”) “You can’t give a TED Talk on something unless you really know your groceries.”
  12. Lead sled
    A car, specifically one that would now be considered a classic model. “His parents gave him their old lead sled for his sixteenth birthday.”
  13. Mason-Dixon line
    Anywhere out of bounds, especially regarding personal space. “Keep your hands above the Mason-Dixon line, thanks.”
  14. Noodle it out
    Think it through. “You don’t have to make a decision right now. Noodle it out and call me back.”
  15. Off the cob
    Corny. “Okay, some of this old Beat slang is kinda off the cob.”
  16. Pearl diver
    A person who washes dishes. “I’m just a pearl diver at a greasy spoon, but it’s a job.”
  17. Quail hunting
    Picking up chicks. “I’m going quail hunting and you’re my wingman.”
  18. Red onion
    A hole in the wall; a really crappy bar. “I thought we were going somewhere nice but he just took me to the red onion on the corner.”
  19. Slated for crashville
    Out of control. “That girl’s been in college for five minutes and is already slated for crashville.”
  20. Threw babies out of the balcony
    A big success; interchangeable with “went down a storm.” “I was afraid the party would suck, but it threw babies out of the balcony.”
  21. Used-to-be
    An ex, a person you used to date. “I ran into my used-to-be in Kroger’s and I looked terrible.”
  22. Varicose alley
    The runway in a strip club. “Stay in school or you’ll be strutting varicose alley, girls.”
  23. Ways like a mowing machine
    An agricultural metaphor for impressive sexual technique, from the song “She’s a Hum Dinger” by Buddy Jones. “She’s long, she’s tall / She’s a handsome queen / She’s got ways like a mowing machine.” (Let us know if any of you ever successfully pull this one off in conversation.)
  24. X-ray eyes
    To understand something, to see through confusion. “That guy is so smart. He’s got x-ray eyes.”
  25. Yard
    A thousand dollars. “Yeah, it’s nice, but rent is half a yard a week. Let’s jungle up somewhere else.”
  26. Zonk on the head
    A bad thing. “It stormed all night and we lost power, but the real zonk on the head was when hail broke the bedroom window.”
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Diane di Prima, “Revolutionary Letter #7”

effnicpunx:

Diane di Prima, Revolutionary Letter #7”

Jack Kerouac’s List of 30 Beliefs and Techniques for Prose and Life

nevver:

  1. Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
  2. Submissive to everything, open, listening
  3. Try never get drunk outside yr own house
  4. Be in love with yr life
  5. Something that you feel will find its own form
  6. Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind
  7. Blow as deep as you want to blow
  8. Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind
  9. The unspeakable visions of the individual
  10. No time for poetry but exactly what is
  11. Visionary tics shivering in the chest
  12. In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you
  13. Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition
  14. Like Proust be an old teahead of time
  15. Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog
  16. The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye
  17. Write in recollection and amazement for yourself
  18. Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea
  19. Accept loss forever
  20. Believe in the holy contour of life
  21. Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind
  22. Dont think of words when you stop but to see picture better
  23. Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning
  24. No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge
  25. Write for the world to read and see yr exact pictures of it
  26. Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form
  27. In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness
  28. Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better
  29. You’re a Genius all the time
  30. Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored & Angeled in Heaven

Brain Pickings

predatorywaspobserver:

“Remember above all things, Kid, that to write is not difficult, not painful, that it comes out of you with ease, that you can whip up a little tale in no time, that when you are sincere about it, that when you want to impress a truth, it is not difficult, not painful, but easy, graceful, full of smooth power, as if you were a writing machine with a store of literature that is boundless, enormous, endless, and rich. For it is true; this is so. Do not forget it in your gloomier moments. Make your stuff warm, drive it home American-wise, don’t mind critics, don’t mind the stuffy academic theses of scholars, they don’t know what they’re taking about, they’re way of the track, they’re cold; you’re warm, you’re red hot, you can write all day, you know what you know, like Halper; you remember that, Kid, and when you feel as if you cannot write, as if it is no use, as if life is no good, read this over and realize that you can do a lot of good in this world by turning out truths like these, by spreading warmth, by trying to preach living for life’s sake, not the intellectual way, but the warm way, the way of love, the way which says: Brothers, I greet you with open arms, I accept your frailties, I offer you my frailties, let us gather and run the gamut of rich human existence. Remember, Kid, the ease, the grace, the glory, the greatness of your art; remember it, never forget. Remember passion. Do not forget, do not forsake, do not forget. It is there, the order and the purpose; there is chaos, but not in you, not way down deep in your heart, no chaos, only ease, grace, beauty, love, greatness…..Kid, you can whip up a little tale, a little truth, you can mop up the floor with a little tale in no time; it is a cinch, you are the flow of smooth thrumming power, you are a writer, and you can turn out some mean stuff, and you will turn out tons of it, because it is you, and do not forget it, Kid, do not forget it; please, please Kid, do not forget yourself; save that, save that, preserve yourself; turn out those mean little old tales by the dozens, it is easy, it is grace, do it American-wise, drive it home, sell truth, for it needs to be sold. Remember, Kid, what I say to you tonight; never forget it, read this over in your gloomier moments and never, never forget…..never, never, never forget…..please, please, Kid please”
- Jack Kerouac in “Credo” (1941, nineteen years old) 
Happy Birthday, Kerouac. Thank you for all that you did for literature and for living, for teaching us about that energy that we must follow in our lives where we do as we please instead of following what is expected. Your writings are timeless, your lessons and confessions have been valuable to generations previous, and all the generations that are not yet born. Though some do not realize your influence and genius, there are many of us that know your talent and know your words to be musings of the soul. 

predatorywaspobserver:

“Remember above all things, Kid, that to write is not difficult, not painful, that it comes out of you with ease, that you can whip up a little tale in no time, that when you are sincere about it, that when you want to impress a truth, it is not difficult, not painful, but easy, graceful, full of smooth power, as if you were a writing machine with a store of literature that is boundless, enormous, endless, and rich. For it is true; this is so. Do not forget it in your gloomier moments. Make your stuff warm, drive it home American-wise, don’t mind critics, don’t mind the stuffy academic theses of scholars, they don’t know what they’re taking about, they’re way of the track, they’re cold; you’re warm, you’re red hot, you can write all day, you know what you know, like Halper; you remember that, Kid, and when you feel as if you cannot write, as if it is no use, as if life is no good, read this over and realize that you can do a lot of good in this world by turning out truths like these, by spreading warmth, by trying to preach living for life’s sake, not the intellectual way, but the warm way, the way of love, the way which says: Brothers, I greet you with open arms, I accept your frailties, I offer you my frailties, let us gather and run the gamut of rich human existence. Remember, Kid, the ease, the grace, the glory, the greatness of your art; remember it, never forget. Remember passion. Do not forget, do not forsake, do not forget. It is there, the order and the purpose; there is chaos, but not in you, not way down deep in your heart, no chaos, only ease, grace, beauty, love, greatness…..Kid, you can whip up a little tale, a little truth, you can mop up the floor with a little tale in no time; it is a cinch, you are the flow of smooth thrumming power, you are a writer, and you can turn out some mean stuff, and you will turn out tons of it, because it is you, and do not forget it, Kid, do not forget it; please, please Kid, do not forget yourself; save that, save that, preserve yourself; turn out those mean little old tales by the dozens, it is easy, it is grace, do it American-wise, drive it home, sell truth, for it needs to be sold. Remember, Kid, what I say to you tonight; never forget it, read this over in your gloomier moments and never, never forget…..never, never, never forget…..please, please, Kid please”

- Jack Kerouac in “Credo” (1941, nineteen years old) 

Happy Birthday, Kerouac. Thank you for all that you did for literature and for living, for teaching us about that energy that we must follow in our lives where we do as we please instead of following what is expected. Your writings are timeless, your lessons and confessions have been valuable to generations previous, and all the generations that are not yet born. Though some do not realize your influence and genius, there are many of us that know your talent and know your words to be musings of the soul. 

tagged → #Jack Kerouac #beats #HBD!

Official On The Road Poster (x)

The only people for me are the mad ones.

Official On The Road Poster (x)

The only people for me are the mad ones.

"There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve."
— William S. Burroughs (via nacheeto)
libraryland:

bohemianshoebox:

Bob Dylan and Allen Ginsberg at Kerouac’s grave, Lowell, MA, 1975

libraryland:

bohemianshoebox:

Bob Dylan and Allen Ginsberg at Kerouac’s grave, Lowell, MA, 1975

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Allen Ginsberg reading Howl

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