Jack Kerouac

(12 March 1922 - 21 October 1969 / Lowell, Massachusetts)

How To Meditate - Poem by Jack Kerouac

-lights out-
fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,
the gland inside of my brain discharging
the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) as
i hap-down and hold all my body parts
down to a deadstop trance-Healing
all my sicknesses-erasing all-not
even the shred of a 'I-hope-you' or a
Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind
blank, serene, thoughtless. When a thought
comes a-springing from afar with its held-
forth figure of image, you spoof it out,
you spuff it off, you fake it, and
it fades, and thought never comes-and
with joy you realize for the first time
'thinking's just like not thinking-
So I don't have to think
any
more'


Comments about How To Meditate by Jack Kerouac

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lydia Kim (11/29/2014 6:38:00 PM)

    I wonder if Jack ever truly meditated. He describes it well. However I don't believe that he was devout in his meditation. Maybe if he did manage to fall into the practice completely he would have had strength to stray from the bottle. Or maybe he would've ignored the part about moderation. This is making me think pointlessly. He's dead and gone and I will appreciate his work. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 39 Points Jetty J Newnham (11/18/2012 7:53:00 AM)

    A good guide to meditation, without doubt (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Miranda Denooyer (9/1/2010 11:47:00 PM)

    wow this is amazing, it really speaks to a person. i love it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 29, 2010



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