The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open. Allen Ginsberg More Quotes by Allen Ginsberg More Quotes From Allen Ginsberg what sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination Allen Ginsberg skulls imagination brain Bob Dylan's one of the greatest blues singers of the western world; ancient art, on-the-spot improvisation, mind quickness, endless variation, classical formulae, prophetic vision, mighty wind-horse. Allen Ginsberg horse wind art How sick i am! that thought Always comes to me with horror. Is it this strange for everybody? But such fugitive feelings have always been my metier. Allen Ginsberg strange sick feelings The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstacy is holy! Allen Ginsberg holy voice typewriters The best thing about being famous is that it makes it easier to get laid. Allen Ginsberg getting-laid best-things easier You say what you want to say when you don't care who's listening. If you're grasping to get your own voice, you're making a strained attempt to talk, so it's a matter of just listening to yourself as you sound when you're talking about something that's intensely important to you. Allen Ginsberg voice listening talking Sometime I’ll lay down my wrath, As I lay my body down Between the ache of breath and breath, Golden slumber in the bone. Allen Ginsberg slumber wrath body America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry. Allen Ginsberg sorry kids america I've got enough money to live where I want, but I don't want to move.Go out and have sexual adventures in Burma. Allen Ginsberg want adventure moving From it's inception Beat poetry was hailed as "something NEW" and "like all good spontaneous jazz, newness is acceptable and expected - by hip people who listen." But the newness of jazz has in it the echoes of J. S. Bach. Allen Ginsberg echoes poetry people I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying. Allen Ginsberg garden feelings heart All these books are published in Heaven. Allen Ginsberg heaven book Recent history is the record of one vast conspiracy to impose one level of mechanical consciousness on mankind. Allen Ginsberg records consciousness levels Who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soul between 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame Allen Ginsberg jumping intelligent space Inside skull vast as outside skull Allen Ginsberg skulls Naked in solitary prison cell he looks down at a hard-on. Allen Ginsberg naked cells looks I know I'm not God, are you? Don't be silly. God? God? Everybody's God? Don't be silly. Allen Ginsberg being-silly knows silly Many seek and never see, anyone can tell them why. O they weep and O they cry and never take until they try unless they try it in their sleep and never some until they die. I ask many, they ask me. This is a great mystery. Allen Ginsberg mystery sleep trying The apparition of an evil, sick unconscious wild city rose before me in visible semblance, and about the dead buildings in the barren air, the bodies of the soul that built the wonderland shuffled and stalked and stalked and lurched in attitudes of immemorial nightmare all around. Allen Ginsberg cities air attitude Who can live with this Consciousness and not wake frightened at sunrise? Allen Ginsberg frightened sunrise consciousness
