Tuesday, December 20, 2011:
GLIMPSE AFTER GLIMPSE[1]
Uninhibited, Naked Ease

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[3]Authors such as Baudelaire and Rimbaud paved the way for Neal Cassady, the hero of Kerouac’s, On The Road. He exemplified what a free spirit ought to look like. Manners, responsibility and morals were mere social conventions… roadblocks to freedom. But, in reality, I was too timid to actually follow through with this nihilist philosophy. I saw that doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, was the best way to liberate my intuitions. Other people kept coming into that equation and I had to modify this notion because, as I went about doing as I pleased, I found that my actions caused unacknowledged harm to people I cared about. I’d overlooked the children my hero, Neal Cassady, abandoned; the women he left holding empty purses, and that he eventually overdosed, alone in Mexico on speed. This did not tarnish that so-called liberated image I held onto for myself.
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