You know who you are. Who are you to claim ownership of the great beat writers of the early to mid sixties? They aren't yours to gripe and fawn over; they are their own. Free to everybody who cares to revel in the decadence of a time when it wasn't about a black turtle neck or a simple snap or even the head which gave birth to the art. That's like me saying I fucking own transcendalism. I'm gonna go watch Lord of the Rings, but you can't because I own fantasy literature as well. Put that Gawddamn Thoreau piece down... Oh, I'm pissed. And I have to do drive time tonight and that sucks. A lot.
Hmm... fantasy literature has become quite boring, really. Not that it's bad...it's just a little overkill.
In the words of the native indian americans (who imergrated across the pack ice from Russia) Who can truly own anying? The sky and land will still be here after we are gone and forgotten.
Lol ... I don't think any of you get it except the one who wrote it ... I get it ... Peace !!! Darrell
Katie no like Lord O' Rings. You could own transcendalism if you wanted to. You're just that awesome.
