Lives forever –
The evil in you will die,
& your flesh with it, but
the good in yr heart &
soul will live forever –
Evil can’t live, good
can’t die –
Your angriness, impatience,
hassels, even that & your
shit, all – will die, cannot,
wills not to live; but the
flashes of sweet light will
never die, the love, the
kindness of hope, the
true work, joy of belief –
As for reforming others,
let them reform themselves,
if they can’t they were
meant to die; they
are barely alive now if they
can’t reform themselves to-
morrow; better a cleaner of cesspools than a re-
former. Let every man
make himself pure as
I have done – that’s
the “reform” –
Work on your own soul –
experiment to see if one
man can be saved, as
the whole lot en masse
can apparently not –
on yr own soul first.
[...]
& keep your
flesh fit so as not to
burden the soul with
temporal strains & remove
that much energy
for its prime considera-
tion & meditation –
God, & Good – Direct
contact between you &
God means no church,
no society, no reform,
& almost no relationships,
& almost no hope in
relationships – but
kindness of hope inherent
in what that is good,
shall live, & what is
bad, dies – Your
flesh will be a husk,
but yr. soul a star –
The greatest & only
final form of “good”
is human –
Because intellectual
& intellectually willed
good & so conceptual
good is only a word –
“Almost” no hope in
relationships, means,
no foolish hop, but
true hope –
Everyone to his own
true work – There
is no good in work
which does no good.
Railroads, factories,
solve & give nobody
nothing, serve the
flesh only, at great
time & sacrifice, are
evil –
The true work is on
belief; true belief
in immortal good;
the continual human
struggle against
linguistic religious
abstraction; recognition
of the soul beneath
everything, & humor, –
Lights in the foggy
night are not necessarily
bleak & friendless, but
just lights (in fact to
light yr. way), & fog
from the necessary sea –
Stupid, fatuous men
are not necessarily
all stupid & fatuous,
nor all on the horizon,
nor completely devoid of
good, or hope – The evil
in them will die, the
good will live – Bleak
& friendless universe is
only one of several
illusions, the greatest &
only immortal one of
which is good –
Enough, the words to
this “idea,” or belief,
are limited, the combi-
nations to describe it
almost exhausted al-
ready – Manifestations
of this in humanity, there-
fore in your writing work,
are endless however –
This is the return of
the Will
Just the sight of the “snow”
under the locomotive, brings back
sweet light of the boy soul in
Lowell, the human earnest desire
to revisit Lowell this New Year’s
& soak up the sad hints of
the past in a grateful soul,
from just ... “snow” – So
immortal love also hides
in things – talisman details
for the temple soul –
but soul, soul, soul, the
“details” is the life of
this thing –
GO NAKED TO THE WHITE.”
Kerouac, Jack. « OCT 31 1952», Book of sketches. Penguin Books, 1952-1953, New York. PageS 228 - 233.
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