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The Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac


And I promised I would start a new life.
Vagabundearé with a backpack,
follow the pure path.


Jack Kerouac The Dharma Bums is the bible metaphysics of the hippies. Is the starting point for a new way of living, closer to nature, which sees life as an unpredictable journey that alienates the comfortable security bourgeois so few responses gave the youth of the country of consumption. Kerouac and his friends are pre hippies are the ones who were the rebirth of San Francisco. This book reads like beatnicks lived among endless parties where did poetry readings, improvised like jazz, which was drunk with wine and some marijuana, and stripped to dance around fires rounds. But all was not party, the pre hippies were more daring than the hippies. Kerouac, like a wandering monk in the Far East, almost a beggar, life looks like a bridge, build a house on it.
Long before the Beatles visited the Maharishi, Osho long before visit California, Kerouac, driven by his friend Gary Snyder, Buddhism and discover steps you climb a mountain are constant metaphors to the meeting of the Dharma, the Buddhist wheel of truth that every man can become conscious. It was a spiritual path unknown in the West, a door that opened into a commodified knowledge that we see today in gyms Yoga and visits of the Dalai Lama. Kerouac prophesies a revolution backpacks, thousands and even millions of young people with backpacks and climbing the mountains to pray, all Zen Lunatics who go writing poems that emerge from their heads for no reason and being kind and doing strange things that provide insights of eternal freedom to all the world and all living creatures.
This new way of life required a new way of writing, more spontaneously, without being intellectual games. Kerouac wrote this book in 1958, just eleven days.
Dharma Bums refusing to follow the general demand that they consume production and therefore that you work for the privilege of consuming all that shit you do not really need and that always ends in a garbage can week later.
The Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac, Anagram, 236 pp.