Poem
Anyway the time has come to explain
the Golden Eternity
and how the iridescent paraphernalia of radiating candles
ceases
when mentation ceases
because I know what it's like to die,
to cease mentating, one day I died,
I fainted actually, I was stooping smelling
strapping flowers in the cosmos yard
of my mother's cozy flower house
in Auffinsham Shire, in Queens,
and stood up fast taking deep breath,
blood rushed from head, next thing I knew
woke up flat on my back in grassy sun
and had been out fine minutes.
And I had seen the Golden Eternity.
The Lamb was alone with the Lamb.
The Babe was alone with the Baby Lamb.
The Shroud was alone with the Golden Shroud.
I was alone with God, who
is God, who was me,
who was All,
he stood high on a hill
overlooking Mexico City
radiating messages
out of a white Tiot
- Jack Kerouac, 1958
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