| By Kensey99 on Sunday, May 3, 1998 - 12:27 am: |
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the irony of it all! |
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sorry |
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all of hesse's books are about the same thing. they are about being better than everyone else. he wrote them for people like me. to make us know that we are not alone. |
it's the very nearest restaurant to my apartment so we went there. I didn't want to go. restaurants that don't serve liquor make me nervous. and pricing appetizers like entrees doesn't help. we sat between a young couple and an open door. the young man asked her, "how many people do you know who are really AWAKE?" "we're awake," she said. he looked at her. "yeah, you're pretty awake. but it seems like most people don't even know they're ALIVE. like, what are they living for?" he continued. "you know janelle? she's one of the most awake people I know. she's just ... alive. every moment. "when the hell did this place get to be so ... POPULAR? is it hip now? I've come here for a long time but it's never been this full. hey, have you read 'steppenwolf'?" I was listening to him -- I couldn't help it. but I was looking at the open door. "you want to go?" I asked. we did. (by the way, I have read in watermelon sugar, tokyo-montana express, trout fishing in america, steppenwolf, siddhartha, beneath the wheel, narcissus and goldmund, demian, etc. the books are fine, but the followers can have the hip coffeehouses to themselves.) |
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thats ok, i make those kinds of statements too. i have a disclaimer on my soul. "I reserve to right to be an irrational, illogical judgemental boob" |
sing me to sleep i'm tired and i, i want to go to bed] i have a disclaimer on my soul and one of those sucker fish and a dry cleaning ticket |
not that i don't on my own at times. |
i also, on that same visit, found a couple brautigan books i'd never heard of - "so the wind won't blow it all away" and "tokyo-montana express" - that were decidedly less than excellent as compared to his other works like "in watermelon sugar", "the abortion" and "the hawkline monster". that "dust, american dust" business in wind blow got really tired really fast for me. also, his poetry manages to break through my no-poetry barrier like no one else's ever has but that doesn't mean i need to read it more than once. this concludes another pointless dave. post. see ya next time! |
Sam used to make trips up along to coastline to old bookshops and what not, and as you got closer to San Fran the more and more Brautigan he could fine. He has many copies of the same title. He collects books like I collect records. My first Brautigan book was a first pressing Tokyo-Montana Express he gave me. On the inside there is a funny stain and some endearing words from a broke yet ever so rich individual. Im needing that trip up the coast. Im needing northern california and now, reading Subterraneans Im needing it more. |
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I grew up in oregon and spent a lot of time in eugene in the late '70s and early '80s, so I long ago got tired of all that dippy hippie kesey-brautigan-vonnegut-hesse-robbins-persig worship. "read this. it will change your life." "um, I already did, and no, it didn't. thanks for your concern, though." |
i wouldnt call it worship but i understand what you are saying. i can only tell i am awake in terms of not being asleep. Any other non-tangible context of "awake" is irrelavent to me. |