Holding up my purring cat to the moon. I sighed.

The beat generation (coined in Playboy)

Now the mountains were getting that pink tinge, I mean the rocks, they were just solid rock covered with the atoms of dust accumulated there since beginningless time. In fact I was afraid of those jagged monstrosities all around and over our heads. "They're so silent!" I said. "Yeah man, you know to me a mountain is a Buddha. Think of the patience, hundreds of thousands of years just sitting there bein perfectly perfectly silent and like praying for all living creatures in that silence and just waitin for us to stop all our frettin and foolin.

"What do you want out of life?" I asked, and I used to ask that all the time of girls.

but that's alright because now everything'll be alright & we'll soothe the forever boys & girls & before we're thru we'll find a name for this Goddam Golden Eternity & tell a story too

Rocks are space, and space is illusion.

I took a straight picture that made me look like a thirty-year-old Italian who'd kill anybody who said something against his mother.