Outlive the Drunken Dumbshow


Well, while I’m here I’ll do the work — and what’s the work? To ease the pain of living. Everything else, drunken dumbshow.

~ Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997)


One man alone can be pretty dumb sometimes, but for real bona fide stupidity, there ain’t nothin’ can beat teamwork.

~ Ed Abbey (1927-1989)

When the heart is a lute thrice tuned, the Way can be attained.

~T’ang dynasty


The sublime and mighty beauty of mountains and rivers, and poetry, and thought.

~ Vietnamese traditional

Wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit, and as vital to our lives as water and good bread. A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild, the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins and betraying the principle of civilization itself.
~ Ed Abbey Desert Solitaire

There are silent words deep in mountain water,

a long whistle over the summits.

~ Wang Wei (699-759)

Not knowing when the dawn will come

I open every door.

~ Emily Dickinson

Every morning when I awake I ask myself whether I should write or blow up a dam. I tell myself I should keep writing, though I’m not sure that’s right.

~ Derrick Jensen (b.1960), activist, author of more than 25 books, A Language Older Than Words, 2000

Life is short…

Do stuff that


~ Siqi Chen


We’re all gonna die one day, and it might be tomorrow, and it might be when you’re a hundred and five. But, I would say, if you’re not living the life, right now, that you are psyched to wake up and live, — change it as soon as possible. Just, you know? — if that means quitting your job, or if it means tweaking some things, getting rid of some negativity in your life, — just go for it. And it might be hard at first, but in the end, do you want to live the best story that you thought you ever could? or do you want to, you know? wake up when you’re 90, and say, like, “Shit, I really shoulda done some different things”? Cuz, you know? Put it all out there and live the dream. So, that’s what I would say to do.

~ Erik Gordon


There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything. Your future shifts and warps with your smallest step, your shitty little whims. The (wo)man you will become is at your mercy.

~ Dan Chaon (b.1964)


Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets’ towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottoes of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.
~ Ed Abbey


In brushing calligraphy, poets don’t draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently.

~ Chinese classical calligraphy manual

The worthiest creative art has been motivated consciously or unconsciously by the desire for the regeneration of mankind….It is not my purpose to supply a few pseudo intellectual musicians and critics with more food for brilliant argumentation, but rather to inspire all mankind with new heroism and spiritual nobility.

~ Alan Hovhaness (1911-2000), maverick American composer, 1941


Tibetan sacred art is the symbolic expression of the teachings and practice of Buddhism. The symbolic quality of outer form can help to reveal the inner enlightened quality of our minds. Just being in the presence of these works of art can heal mental and emotional suffering and bring lasting peace.

~ Lama Tharchin Rinpoche (1936-2013)

Anarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners.
Ed Abbey

But still we know that all Kings and Emperors and Presidents and Prime Ministers and Heads of Universities and Companies and Popes and bishops and priests and even editors are liars and hypocrites and robbers, and, as Christ said, not one of these “rich” men shall set a foot into Heaven — so why feel miserable? You may say, “They all stand (or fall) together, so why should not we?” That’s just the point, and just the difference between us and them. We stand each many by himself, in the style of Thoreau.

R.H. Blyth (1898-1964), English-born scholar, teacher, conscientious objector, author of Zen In English Literature. Last letter, September 1964, to American poet James W. Hackett, whose first book had been expurgated by editors then rejected by publishers.

One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am – a reluctant enthusiast….a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.
~ Ed Abbey

States prey and follow one upon another,

destroy themselves,

and fade from history,

Only rivers and peaks abide.

~ Tu Fu (Du Fu, 712-770)

The sublime and mighty beauty of mountains and rivers, and poetry, and thought.

~ Vietnamese traditional



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