Japhy and I were kind of outlandish-looking on the campus in our old clothes in fact Japhy was considered an eccentric around the campus, which is the usual thing for campuses and college people to think whenever a real man appears on the scene – colleges being nothing but grooming schools for the middle-class non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and television sets in each living room with everybody looking at the same thing and thinking the same thing at the same time while the Japhies of the world go prowling in the wilderness to hear the voice crying in the wilderness, to find the ecstasy of the stars, to find the dark mysterious secret of the origin of faceless wonderless crapulous civilization.

This is a passage out of Kerouac’s The Dharma Bums. This passage spoke to me because I feel like I straddle these two worlds, one moment I’m the middle-class non-identity, at other times I feel like one of the japhies of the world. I burn to go prowling the wilderness.

Leave a Reply

Be the First to Comment!

Leave a Reply

wpDiscuz