"Inheriting from the Protestant tradition a conscience which insisted that intellectual work should be directed toward the relief of man's estate, I like so m any of my generation, lived through the superannuation of the political categories....Those of us who are temperamentally incapable of embracing the politics of sin , cynicism,and despair...." Life Against Death"
Having spent twelve years in college and never earning a degree, what else I can do with it except try to make some use of it here.
At this late date in my life's journey through this best of all spatio-temporal objective fact worlds about us, I realize that I am not going to write the great American trash novel, but the idea of hyper- text strangely fascinates me with the possibility that even a undisciplined slob might succeed in tying together the hundreds of pages of compulsive scribbling I have accumulated during the last couple of million miles. Basically it is a story of Eros and Thanatos. If I am able I would like to be one of those books that I could take to a library I read about in a Richard Brautigan "Novel"
It is late and I want to do something here before I lose it. It is bad form to put such a mess up but then if I had done my homework I could tell you about the voice I heard the night of spiderlove, I thought it sounded avuncular with a Vienesse orYiddish accent, speaking to me from the glare of that naked light bulb,, I suppose I will have to reread Uncle Siggie"s "Beyond The Pleasure Principle"
I think i am still crazy from that time, but Husserl has helped me deal with it. I have been reading this book for almost 20 years, I suppose it is another thing I will never finish in my life time