beautiful things

 I bought a bunch of great vitamins today, most of which are mood enhancing/stress relieving, so hopefully I'll be feeling a bit more relaxed soon.  

I am consumed with my Benjamin project. Also, I'm stuck between really loving it, and really wanting it to be over.

A little Kerouac before bed:

He is your friend, let him dream;

He's not your brother he's not your father,

He's not St. Michael he's a guy

He's married, he works, go on sleeping

On the other side of the world,

Go thinking in the Great European Night

I'm explaining him to you my way not yours,

Child, dog, --listen: go find your soul,

Go smell the wind, go far

Life is a pity. Close the book, go on,

Write no more on the wall, on the moon,

At the Dog's, in the sea in the snowing bottom.

Go find God in the nights, the clouds too.

When can it stop this big circle at the skull

oh Neal; there are men, things outside to do.

Great huge tombs of Activity

in the desert of Africa of the heart,

The black angels, the women in bed

with  their beautiful arms open for you

in their youth, some tenderness

begging in the same shroud

The big clouds of new continents,

O foot tired in climes so mysterious

Don't go down the other side for nothing.