Goddamn it, FEELING is what I like in art, not CRAFTINESS and the hiding of feelings.
And as far as I can see the world is too old for us to talk about it with our new words.
Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
The beat generation (coined in Playboy)
What's in store for me in the direction I don't take?
listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot