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'''I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, < /br>
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, < /br>
  
 
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, < /br>
 
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, < /br>
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incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, < /br>
 
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, < /br>
  
illuminating all the motionless world of Time between.<br />'''
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illuminating all the motionless world of Time between.</br>
 
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~ Ginsberg
 
~ Ginsberg
 
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Revision as of 17:03, 30 December 2015

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, < /br>

dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, < /br>

angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, < /br>

who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating < /br>

across the tops of cities contemplating jazz, < /br>

who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated, < /br>

who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes << /br>

hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war, < /br>

who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull, < /br>

who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York, < /br>

who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise < /br>

Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night < /br>

with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,< /br>

incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, < /br>

illuminating all the motionless world of Time between.

~ Ginsberg