[pct-l] Bring Guidebooks or Maps?

[Jason Moores]

*The grime and glimmer of humans in their too close fecund beauty.*

"the madman bum and angel beat in Time, unknown, yet putting down here what
might be left to say in time come after death,"
"with the absolute heart of the poem of life butchered out of their own
bodies good to eat a thousand years."-AG

Five years in Vegas calloused my soul to the beauty found on the city
streets of America. It took me three years on the North Rim of the Canyon
before I felt whole again. That big hole in the ground had an amazing effect
on my mind, much as the PCT.

Jackass



On Tue, Feb 15, 2011 at 8:26 PM, Scott Williams <baidarker at gmail.com> wrote:

> A Coney Island of the Mind, was my first Beat Book.  I still love it, and
> the Dog that trots freely in the street, and the things he sees.  That's me
> on trail.  Diane, it's just what you and I were writing about yesterday.
>  Love that book.  City Lights is still a beacon of nature and love Jackass.
>  I love the Mtns.  Intensely.  But I love SF too.  The grime and glimmer of
> humans in their too close fecund beauty.
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