Neal Cassady and Timothy Leary, Millbrook, NY 1964
On board Ken Kesey's bus "Further", which Cassady had just driven cross-country
On board Ken Kesey's bus "Further", which Cassady had just driven cross-country
Gods should learn to shut up, Neal.
What happens when a god has a kung fu master, his imago sailing frothy above the highways he has forged.
Man and talisman combined with the feral uebermensch.
Can a mortal become elemental, or is left to some twisted birthright gone astray?
Where are our Neals?
Where is yours?
Do they arrive only after they have gone? Are they born or, like Golem, created?
Those created need to be replaced by those who create themselves.
We must invest in our own immaculate conception.
What happens when a god has a kung fu master, his imago sailing frothy above the highways he has forged.
Man and talisman combined with the feral uebermensch.
Can a mortal become elemental, or is left to some twisted birthright gone astray?
Where are our Neals?
Where is yours?
Do they arrive only after they have gone? Are they born or, like Golem, created?
Those created need to be replaced by those who create themselves.
We must invest in our own immaculate conception.
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