Mexico City Blues. Jack Kerouac

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      and Kerouaco’s –

      even Asvaghosha’s Glorious Statement

      and Asanga’s and Holy Sayadaw

      and all the good and kind saints

      and the divine unabstractable ones

      the holy and perfect ones

      All Buddhas and Dharmas

      All Jesuses and Jerusalems

      And Jordans and How are You’s

      – Nil, none, a dream,

      A bubble pop, a foam snit

      in the immensities of the sea

      at midnight in the dark

       25th Chorus

      Dont worry about death

      Once you’re there

      Because it is trackless

      Having no track to follow

      You will rest where you are

      In inside of the essence

      But the moment I say essence

      I draw that word back

      And that remark – essence’s

      Unspoken, you cant say a word,

      essence is the word for the finger

      that shows us bright blankness

      When we look into the God face

      We see radiant irradiation

      From middleless center

      Of Objectless fire roe-ing

      In a fieldstar all its own

      Is my own, is your own,

      Is not Owned by Self-Owner

      but found by Self-Loser –

      Old Ancient Teaching

       26th Chorus

      Knew all along

      That when chicken is eaten

      Rooster aint worried

      And when Rooster is eaten

      Chicken aint worried

      Because what’s there to worry

      What’s there to grow teeth

      To eat rebirth’s beginningless

      Meat of Eternal Comeback?

      For Christ Sake stop saying

      And saving your lives,

      It’s only one more hour

      Beyond your pale light

      There’s no end on all sides

      The saylessness, the sayless ork

      awk ah of child

      on afternoon sidewalk

      Or of Hurubela Elephant Cow

      of Ant Colonies

      M’e’r y o cking

      in a moment

      of the Landscape day

      in Vast Acadian

      Pure Land –

      Buddha loved all sentient beings

       27th Chorus

      Krissake Wakeup

      Nuts like Carl Solomon

      A sharp Jew I know,

      Say that all’s already ended,

      A dream a long time done.

      Sit in the Bedlam high

      Inside Mind listening dreaming

      To the music of the time

      Coming through the Aura Hole

      Of Old Father Time

      Mustache on a Jimmy the Greek

      stage

      Ork, song of Nova Scotia,

      Silly, any, songs,

      Floating in the Open Blue,

      Balancing on Balloons,

      Balloons, BALLOONS,

      BALLOONS of Rosé Hope,

      balloons Balloons BALLOONS

      the Vast Integral Crap

      a

      Balloons

      BALLOONS is your time

      Balloons is the ending

      THAT’S THE SCENE

       28th Chorus

      The discriminating mind.

      Discrimination is when, say,

      you’re offered something

      And you accept it one way

      or the other,

      Not thinking of improving;

      Then comes the Craft Gleam

      And you look over to see

      What’s to be to advantage,

      And find it, pouncin like a Puma,

      Like a Miser Hero of Gold

      Cellars

      & Herring

      in barrels,

      – And you seek to achieve

      Greater satisfaction

      Which is already impossible

      Because of Supreme Reality

      and Time

      And Timelessness Entire

      All conjoined & arranged & finished

      By Karmas of Rue

      In heavenlands remote –

      You suffer & you fall,

      You discriminate a ball.

       29th Chorus

      “Man, now, you wont let me talk”

      Gripes the irreligious feline cat –

      That cat has no trumpet

      But bubblegum to blow on

      Poor sad Bhikku of the Forest

      Of poor, lost little Nino

      In Calles of Forever,

      Streets of Old Burma,

      Be saved secret wretched

      Urchin brother hero

      You are protected

      By the Guardians

      of

      the

      Alone

      All is alone, you dont have to talk

      One Light, One Transcendental Ecstasy

      If they dont understand that

      In the South, it’s because

      All their Baptists

      Have not been to Shool


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