Ken Kesey
Ken Kesey
Kenneth Elton "Ken" Keseywas an American novelist, essayist, and countercultural figure. He considered himself a link between the Beat Generation of the 1950s and the hippies of the 1960s...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth17 September 1935
CityLa Junta, CO
CountryUnited States of America
wall yelling hands
turns me on so loud it's like no sound, everybody yelling at me hands over their ears from behind a glass wall, faces working around in talk circles but no sound from the mouths. my sound soaks up all other sound.
giving energy breaking-promises
There's something about taking a plow and breaking new ground. It gives you energy.
life running hurt
He knows that you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just to keep the world from running you plumb crazy.
keys world found
I've found psychedelics to be keys to worlds that have always existed, that have to be talked about.
ceramics rorschach psycho
No, my friend. We are lunatics from the hospital up the highway, psycho-ceramics, the cracked pots of mankind. Would you like me to decipher a Rorschach for you?
purpose purpose-of-life found
Living is the purpose of life, And meaning can be found therein. I finds thou. Thou becomes it. And it begins again.
literature mercy cruelty
The truth doesn't have to do with cruelty, the truth has to do with mercy.
night years fishing
I lay in bed the night before the fishing trip and thought it over, about my being deaf, about the years of not letting on I heard what was said, and I wonder if I can ever act any other way again. But I remembered one thing: it wasn't me that started acting deaf; it was people that first started acting like I was too dumb to hear or see or say anything at all.
motivational lightning kool-aid
I'd rather be a lightning rod than a seismograph.
mistake kids home
All that five thousand kids lived in those five thousand houses, owned by guys that got off the train. The houses looked so much alike that, time and time again, the kids went home by mistake to different houses and different families. Nobody ever noticed.
strong cuckoos world
This world… belongs to the strong, my friend! The ritual of our existence is based on the strong getting stronger by devouring the weak.
flags fractals
Nowhere else in history has there ever been a flag that stands for the right to burn itself. This is the fractal of our flag. It stands for the right to destroy itself.
spiritual drug cracks
I've never seen crack or a lot of these new drugs. Don't know anything about them. I don't know what they do for you, or whether they do anything good for you or not. But I do still have a lot of faith in the spiritual purity of LSD and pot.
world might news
The world news might not be therapeutic.