Kerouac 4 kids

Have just noticed I´ve been heavily editing all my text pieces before & after posting.
Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away the long-lost art of spontaneous prose was opening up before us which is no longer the case sadly sadly sadly.
Memo to the ghost of Jack Kerouac: I´ve shot my own gig, Jack, I´m so sorry.

The last couple of posts did not turn out as they should; as of now we´re riding the spontaneous prose full throttle on this blog.