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I was awfully curious to find out why I didn't go insane.

Abraham Maslow



What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing?--it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

Jack Kerouac, 1951



My concept of death for a long time was to come down that mountain road at 120 and just keep going straight right there, burst out through the barrier and hang out above all that . . . and there I'd be, sitting in the front seat, stark naked, with a case of whiskey next to me and a case of dynamite in the trunk . . . honking the horn, and the lights on, and just sit there in space for an instant, a human bomb, and fall down into that mess of steel mills.

Hunter Thompson, 2005



Requiem for Timothy Leary, 1996

Your life was like a Supernova of expanding consciousness, frightening and angering some, enlightening others, but never static, never resting, always streaking beyond.

The effects of your Supernova life will ripple across our world long after your physical body returns to stellar dust. None of us will ever be the same, whether we stood with you or against you, no matter which side of the bars we were on.




Clickety clack . . . clickety clack
Bring that man's baby back.
Clickety clack . . . clickety clack
I want my spirit back.
Clickety clack

Rahsaan Roland Kirk, 1973



Everybody walks around, they're walking advertisements. They've got advertisements on their clothes. They're walking around with 'Adidas" written across their chests, '49ers' on their hats. Jesus, it's pathetic. It's pitiful... ...People now don't have any concept that there ever was a culture outside of this thing that's created to make money... ...You just get disgusted after a while with humanity for not having any intellectual curiosity about what's behind all this jive bullshit.

Robert Crumb, 1993

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