02/11/2009

A propósito de 'escrita' e 'morte' (ou 'vida') ...



manuscrito via Bukowski.net
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... «Some people never go crazy.
What truly horrible lives they must live!...
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Combinações divinas – Bukowski & Tom Waits... abra os ouvidos:



... e puxe uma cadeira: a playlist contém 111 vídeos.
Se preferir ir assistir ao Youtube, fica o link.

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There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death. They don't honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can't hear it. Most people's deaths are a sham. There's nothing left to die.
Charles Bukowski
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Uma feliz descoberta, hoje:
# KerouacAlley.com: ... pode considerar-se uma espécie de directório sobre a Beat Generation na World Wide Web.
Vale ir espreitar!


* Jack Kerouac Alley (ou Adler Alley e Adler Place) é uma travessa estreita da cidade californiana de São Francisco, perto da zona designada 'Chinatown', que liga a Grant Avenue e a Columbus Avenue, e atravessa locais emblemáticos, como Vesuvio Cafe (255 Columbus Ave.) e  Lawrence Ferlinghetti's "City Lights Books" (261 Columbus Ave.).

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