{"id":2410,"date":"2021-10-05T16:07:46","date_gmt":"2021-10-05T16:07:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2021\/10\/05\/big-sur-kerouac-and-being-on-the-edge\/"},"modified":"2021-10-05T16:07:46","modified_gmt":"2021-10-05T16:07:46","slug":"big-sur-kerouac-and-being-on-the-edge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2021\/10\/05\/big-sur-kerouac-and-being-on-the-edge\/","title":{"rendered":"Big Sur, Kerouac, and Being on the Edge"},"content":{"rendered":"

Dwight Green writes,<\/span><\/p>\n

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I had forgotten about your focus on the Beats in October (more of a remembrance of Kerouac, if I remember right) until I saw your recent post<\/a> introducing it for this year. <\/span><\/div>\n
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A couple of years ago I drove to the Big Sur area and was unable to do much hiking due to recent fire and weather wiping out many trails in the parks. On one of my stops I witnessed what helped push Kerouac mentally over the edge, as he published in Big Sur.<\/em> The incredible power that defines the area is truly awesome (despite the overuse of that word). It's been a long time since I really connected with Kerouac but I did that weekend. See here<\/a>.  (I'm in the process of moving this to a new site but I don't have all the links working yet, so this is the old site.) <\/span><\/div>\n
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The incident is more than a little macabre and I don't mean to "profit" from it in any way, but I had not understood his feelings in Big Sur<\/em> until that moment. Just wanted to pass it on in case it's of interest.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n
Yes, a remembrance of Kerouac, Memory Babe<\/a>, by this acolyte of anamnesis<\/em>. You are using 'awesome' correctly and so you can hardly be taxed with overuse.  Thanks for reminding me of the passage:<\/span><\/div>\n
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So that when later I heard people say \u201cOh Big Sur must be beautiful!\u201d I gulp to wonder why it has the reputation of being beautiful above and beyond its fearfulness<\/em>, its Blakean groaning roughrock Creation throes, those vistas when you drive the coast highway on a sunny day opening up the eye for miles of horrible washing sawing.  <\/span>Jack Kerouac, Big Sur<\/em> (1962)<\/span><\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n
\"Big<\/a>I am a native Californian  who knows Jack's book and the coastal road and the bridge and the views and has had his own remarkable experiences at Big Sur.  Gazing out at the Pacific  nearly 50 years ago I felt as if locked into the same nunc stans<\/em> that I had glimpsed a few months before at Playa del Rey on the southern California coast.  <\/span><\/div>\n
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Nature in the extremity of her beauty has the power to unhinge the soul from the door jambs of what passes for sanity.  Mystical glimpses of the Unseen and the Eternal come mainly to the young if they come at all, and some of the recipients of these gifts spend the rest of their lives trying to live up to their vouchsafings.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The unhinging I just spoke of can also take a dark and terrible form in this place of beauty and hazard:<\/span><\/div>\n
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. . . Big Sur<\/em> follows Kerouac a few years after On the Road<\/em> had been published (and fourteen years after the events in the book) as he's trying to handle the fame of his book as well as his inability to control himself, especially with alcohol. Kerouac's mental deterioration coincides with his visits to Lawrence Ferlinghetti's cabin in Big Sur. His isolation, exacerbated by the insignificance he feels in comparison to nature's power brings on a mental and physical breakdown. The poem he wrote while in Big Sur, "Sea: Sounds of the Pacific Ocean at Big Sur," echoes the parts of the novel comparing man's transience to nature's permanence, one of the many tensions in the book such as image vs. reality and beauty vs. hazard.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n
Worse still are the accidental deaths and the suicides.  You link<\/a> to the story of the young man who fell into a blowhole and perished while inspecting a marine geyser. <\/span><\/div>\n
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The 19-year-old son of an undergraduate philosophy professor of mine committed suicide by plunging from the bridge.  I remember him as a baby in a high chair in his mother's kitchen. We both wanted Ronda's attention. Little Charley was hungry for food, my young self for truth.  Mommy dutifully divided her attention, but little Charley won.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Addendum<\/em>:  At the end of the above Memory Babe link you will find a number of good critical comments on Jack and on Nicosia's biography.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Dwight Green writes, I had forgotten about your focus on the Beats in October (more of a remembrance of Kerouac, if I remember right) until I saw your recent post introducing it for this year.    A couple of years ago I drove to the Big Sur area and was unable to do much hiking … Continue reading “Big Sur, Kerouac, and Being on the Edge”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[92,31,202,41,349],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-autobiographical","category-california","category-kerouac-and-friends","category-mysticism","category-suicide"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2410","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2410"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2410\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}