Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain’t this and that at all?
“I believed in a good home, in sane and sound living, in good food, good times, work, faith and hope. I have always believed in these things. It was with some amazement that I realized I was one of the few people in the world who really believed in these things without going around making a dull middle class philosophy out of it. I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road: the Original Scroll
31aug16. Aachen, Germany.