Well, I went to visit my friends at the bookstore, met some new ones, took some home too.. while I was there I saw a photograph of Ken Kesey on the wall and I was reminded that 9 years ago today, the world lost the body, but not the soul, of one of the most influential literary heros of our time. The author of One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest but also most notably his best novel Sometimes a Great Notion.. the man who paved the gravel road for LSD, and brought color to the Oregon Country Fair, the owner of the bright bus Furthur that traveled the nation with the Merry Pranksters inspiring the natural wildness that lives inside all of us. Keep his soul alive, read one of his books, or at least read Spit Into the Ocean #7 which tells many wild stories from the hearts that new him personally. Long Live King Kesey! 9/17/1935-11/10/2001
Words from the man Kesey himself:
"Man, when you lose your laugh you lose your footing."
"You can't really be strong until you see a funny side to things."
"If grass were legalized, it would help our drug problem enormously."
"Look...Reality is greater than the sum of its parts, also a damn sight holier. And the lives of such stuff as dreams are made of may be rounded with a sleep but they are not tied neatly with a red bow. Truth doesn't run on time like a commuter train, though time may run on truth. And the Scenes Gone By and the Scenes to Come flow blending together in the sea-green deep while Now spreads in circles on the surface. So don't sweat it. For focus simply move a few inches back or forward. And once more...look."
— Sometimes a Great Notion
— Sometimes a Great Notion
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