• Viajero Solitario Jack Kerouac Pdf

And I saw how everybody dies and nobody's going to care. I felt how it is to live just so you can die like a bull trapped in a screaming human ring. Το απόσπασμα δίνει ακριβώς τον τόνο της μελαγχολίας που διατρέχει όλα τα διηγήματα της συγκεκριμένης συλλογής. Με την επιθυμία της φυγής, του ταξιδιού, ως κέντρο βάρους, η νατουραλιστική πρόζα του Kerouac περιγράφει την περιδιάβασή του στις πόλεις σαν σε πραγματικό χρόνο, με επιμονή στις λεπτομέρειες, αλλά και με ελλειπτικό χαρακτήρα - με προτάσεις δ And I saw how everybody dies and nobody's going to care. I felt how it is to live just so you can die like a bull trapped in a screaming human ring. Το απόσπασμα δίνει ακριβώς τον τόνο της μελαγχολίας που διατρέχει όλα τα διηγήματα της συγκεκριμένης συλλογής. Με την επιθυμία της φυγής, του ταξιδιού, ως κέντρο βάρους, η νατουραλιστική πρόζα του Kerouac περιγράφει την περιδιάβασή του στις πόλεις σαν σε πραγματικό χρόνο, με επιμονή στις λεπτομέρειες, αλλά και με ελλειπτικό χαρακτήρα - με προτάσεις δηλαδή κοφτές, απότομες και σε στιγμές απόλυτες.

Εντούτοις την εμφάνισή τους στη γραφή κάνουν πλήθος ηχητικών παιχνιδιών και παρηχήσεων, προσδίδοντας έναν εσωτερικό ρυθμό στην αφήγηση. Η πρόζα του Kerouac, με συχνό ασύνδετο σχήμα, είναι άμεση, προσιτή και οικεία, ενώ θυμίζει έντονα συζήτηση γύρω από ποτό και τσιγάρα (μιας και μιλάμε για τον Kerouac).

Viajero Solitario Jack Kerouac Pdf

Forget, this is the book to read of Kerouac. 'On the Road' is fine, but is hampered by Kerouac's thinly disguised hankering after Dean Moriarty (Neal Cassady in real life). If Kerouac would have wrote about that elephant in the room it would have been a better book. The whole book I was going 'Hey, Sal, the guys a sociopath, get over it!' In any case, those problems aren't in this collection of essays on the traveling life Kerouac had in the late 40's and 50's. Thank God he is loneso Forget, this is the book to read of Kerouac. 'On the Road' is fine, but is hampered by Kerouac's thinly disguised hankering after Dean Moriarty (Neal Cassady in real life).

If Kerouac would have wrote about that elephant in the room it would have been a better book. The whole book I was going 'Hey, Sal, the guys a sociopath, get over it!' In any case, those problems aren't in this collection of essays on the traveling life Kerouac had in the late 40's and 50's. Thank God he is lonesome for the most part so we don't have read his obsessions with Cassady or a Mexican whore. Rather we get the beat prose on being a hobo, a railman, a solitary guy in a fire lookout, a traveler in Morocco and Europe. There really is no other prose writer like this, and you kinda forgive him for the outrageousness because the rhythms and images just come one after another in a gushing torrent!

Η σοφία μπορεί ν' αποκτηθεί μόνο από την οπτική γωνία της μοναξιάς Είναι για 3,5 γιάτι κάνει μια κοιλιά στην αρχή, με έναν καταιγισμό από ονόματα και τοποθεσίες που με έβαλε σε σκέψεις για την πρώτη μου επάφη με τον Κερουάκ. Το υπόλοιπο του βιβλίου όμως ήταν απολαυστικότατο μπορώ να πω, με υπέροχες περιγραφές των βιωμάτων και των τόπων που επισκέφτηκε ο hobo-συγγραφέας μας. ¨Η σοφία μπορεί ν' αποκτηθεί μόνο από την οπτική γωνία της μοναξιάς¨ Είναι για 3,5 γιάτι κάνει μια κοιλιά στην αρχή, με έναν καταιγισμό από ονόματα και τοποθεσίες που με έβαλε σε σκέψεις για την πρώτη μου επάφη με τον Κερουάκ. Το υπόλοιπο του βιβλίου όμως ήταν απολαυστικότατο μπορώ να πω, με υπέροχες περιγραφές των βιωμάτων και των τόπων που επισκέφτηκε ο hobo-συγγραφέας μας. I started reading this on the US election day. It seemed appropriate somehow. This book was a little odd in that it was re-telling stories he'd covered in other novels, but I really enjoyed the way he told them in this.

It was definitely some of his more beautiful prose, in particular the first story about meeting his friend. It was one of those great Kerouac descriptions were nothing much happens except two people bum around a bit, and it's simply engrossing. I also really enjoyed his descripti I started reading this on the US election day. It seemed appropriate somehow.

This book was a little odd in that it was re-telling stories he'd covered in other novels, but I really enjoyed the way he told them in this. It was definitely some of his more beautiful prose, in particular the first story about meeting his friend. It was one of those great Kerouac descriptions were nothing much happens except two people bum around a bit, and it's simply engrossing. I also really enjoyed his description of Morocco and Paris. The other characters in this book were only fleeting glimpses, Burroughs turned up twice but only as a shadow. There was also a lot of descriptions of the cheap food he was able to find, and how even when he didn't need to he still tried to live as cheaply as possible (something I identify with).

It was another fascinating read. I feel like I'm getting close to having read everything he's written in a year. I think I may hold off on the last few books for awhile as I don't want the journey to be over yet. There was one gorgeously cynical description that I really loved. 'Ah America, so big, so sad, so black, you're like the leafs of a dry summer that go crinkly ere August found its end, you're hopeless, everyone you look on you, there's nothing but the dry drear hopelessness, the knowledge of impending death, the suffering of the present life.' This is a bunch of short-ish pieces put together by the common theme of Kerouac being alone and going all everywhere. It's my favorite thing of his I've read yet, and it's mainly because it's easier for me to take him in small doses than large.

I don't consider myself to have a short attention span, but reading him, often I'll start to turn to go to the next page then realize my brain has been off on something else while my eyes scanned the words. Reading (quietly) out loud helped a lot to keep fo This is a bunch of short-ish pieces put together by the common theme of Kerouac being alone and going all everywhere. It's my favorite thing of his I've read yet, and it's mainly because it's easier for me to take him in small doses than large. I don't consider myself to have a short attention span, but reading him, often I'll start to turn to go to the next page then realize my brain has been off on something else while my eyes scanned the words. Reading (quietly) out loud helped a lot to keep focused on those winding sentences that last 500 words or so, and also help appreciate the auditory lyricism of his prose writing, if that makes sense. 'Mexico Fellaheen' and the bullfight was probably the best single scene to read, while 'The Railroad Earth' had a lot of difficult, well, boring parts until he's actually on the train and traveling; then it's magnificent.

'Alone on a Mountaintop' was like a much more condensed 'Desolation Angels' telling a related, but different story to what's in the full, book version. I admit to preferring this version and it's Catholic-Buddhist conclusion. It took me a couple of chapters to get into this book, once Jack started writing about working on trains, you could really feel his love for trains and I was able to get into the story then. This is a collection of stories from Jack's travels, featuring America, Mexico, Morocco, Paris and London. I was looking forward to reading about his time in Europe, I wanted to compare his experience to Henry Miller and George Orwell, but it was very different, it was all very spiritual for him, all those o It took me a couple of chapters to get into this book, once Jack started writing about working on trains, you could really feel his love for trains and I was able to get into the story then.

This is a collection of stories from Jack's travels, featuring America, Mexico, Morocco, Paris and London. I was looking forward to reading about his time in Europe, I wanted to compare his experience to Henry Miller and George Orwell, but it was very different, it was all very spiritual for him, all those old churches and old paintings. One of the chapters is about his experiences as a fire watcher on mount desolation, which happens at the end of the Dharma Bums novel. It was really interesting to revisit this experience. The book is written in his usual stream of consciousness style so I would avoid the book if you didn't like on the road. I think I expected this to be like Orwell's down & out in Paris & London, which it was in part.

The first half of the book is really repeatative and boring. Reading about one train was enough for me but there was the odd beauty of a sentence that pushed me on. This is really short but has taken me a little while probably due to the first half.

The second half was exactly what I wanted! I have a total literary crush on Jack and I love to read the romance he sees in the everyday.

His trave I think I expected this to be like Orwell's down & out in Paris & London, which it was in part. The first half of the book is really repeatative and boring. Reading about one train was enough for me but there was the odd beauty of a sentence that pushed me on. This is really short but has taken me a little while probably due to the first half.

The second half was exactly what I wanted! I have a total literary crush on Jack and I love to read the romance he sees in the everyday. His travels were great to read about and I can't wait to read some more of his stories. What a great book to find in the hostel where I am staying. It certainly reveals the man under the myth,and what stands out for me is his integrity and fearless spirit.From the introduction he gives quite a different picture than critics and most fans derive: Always considered writing my duty on earth.Also the preachment of universal kindness which hysterical critics have failed to notice.Am actually not beatbut strange solitary crazy Catholic mystic. Well well well. What a great book to find in the hostel where I am staying.

It certainly reveals the man under the myth,and what stands out for me is his integrity and fearless spirit.From the introduction he gives quite a different picture than critics and most fans derive: Always considered writing my duty on earth.Also the preachment of universal kindness which hysterical critics have failed to notice.Am actually not ´beat´but strange solitary crazy Catholic mystic. Well well well. I'm still at a point where I don't think I will be tired of reading any Kerouac book soon because of this strong connection to his writings - about the uncertainties in life and the need to move. Lonesome Traveler is a compilation of narratives that has one common theme: travel. Although others have stated that Kerouac's dependence on his mother and at times, his aunt for financial support as he was writing his novels is less than commendable, I find his persistence in continuing to move quite I'm still at a point where I don't think I will be tired of reading any Kerouac book soon because of this strong connection to his writings - about the uncertainties in life and the need to move.

Lonesome Traveler is a compilation of narratives that has one common theme: travel. Although others have stated that Kerouac's dependence on his mother and at times, his aunt for financial support as he was writing his novels is less than commendable, I find his persistence in continuing to move quite inspiring. I may not be the type who would be doing railroad work at this time, or hitchike for that matter, but the drive to keep on going, to find more things and what we can do with life is a great deal to carry. Among the essays included in this collection, my favorite one would have to be 'Alone on a Mountaintop'.

This piece is all about finding solitude, and what better location to achieve this than up in the mountains? I see this work is a salute to Henry David Thoreau whose penchant for nature and being surrounded with green all around gave him peace and satisfaction. For me, being inside the Diliman campus somehow provides me that sense of peace, that solitude that he was describing. There is variety in the way Kerouac presented the theme, from cities to railroads, to people and places, even the earth and the sea. Perhaps traveling and writing go perfectly hand in hand because both areas are solitary pursuits, and loneliness is a feature that comes and goes as one goes through all these experiences. This was an interesting read, but only recommended for those deeply interested in the beats.

What I liked about it, is it is a very intimate chronicle without any fictive veils on how Kerouac lived his life, and received the world around him. At it's worst it was written in the style of a less gruesome Burroughs novel. My favorite times were the passages where Kerouac spends a summer in solitude, working for the US Forestry service, and subsequently travels to Europe.

'God is in all things that This was an interesting read, but only recommended for those deeply interested in the beats. What I liked about it, is it is a very intimate chronicle without any fictive veils on how Kerouac lived his life, and received the world around him. At it's worst it was written in the style of a less gruesome Burroughs novel. My favorite times were the passages where Kerouac spends a summer in solitude, working for the US Forestry service, and subsequently travels to Europe. 'God is in all things that move, and God is in all things that do not move.' But in general, I'm happy to have finished it and am now able to move onto the next one.

I'm giving this book 4 stars for the last part, The Vanishing American Hobo. In this, Kerouac is not really lamenting the lost hobo life or glamorizing it. He's depicting it as both a loss of freedom and as a life that is full of sorrow and lonliness. His descriptions of hobo life in the wilderness as somewhat romantic, and hobo life in the city, especially NY, as lonely and dangerous. He poignantly writes about the way society, while becoming more suburban and prosperous in the 1950's, is much I'm giving this book 4 stars for the last part, The Vanishing American Hobo.

In this, Kerouac is not really lamenting the lost hobo life or glamorizing it. He's depicting it as both a loss of freedom and as a life that is full of sorrow and lonliness. His descriptions of hobo life in the wilderness as somewhat romantic, and hobo life in the city, especially NY, as lonely and dangerous. He poignantly writes about the way society, while becoming more suburban and prosperous in the 1950's, is much less tolerant of hobos. He describes this in such stark and realistic prose that is heartbreaking. I read this 'chapter' twice, it was that moving.

I also gave it 4 stars for 'Railroad Earth', as I was careening down to San Jose on a train with Kerouac. A harrowing ride- I love him at his best because I am right there on that train with him- the gritty, grinding moving train with the scenery whizzing. I love old trains, and if you can't ride one but you love them too, read this. I also enjoyed the trip to Mexico, funny and interesting, and Tanjiers. In London when he cried in St.

Pauls cathedral. In these chapters it was fun to roam around with him, but Railroad Earth and The Vanishing American Hobo made this book a very worthwhile read. ' When you realize that God is Everything you know that you’ve got to, love everything no matter how bad it is, in the ultimate sense it was neither good nor bad (consider the dust), it was just what was, that is, what was made to appear.— Some kind of drama to teach something to something, some “despised substance of divinest show.” 'Love life for what it is, and form no preconceptions whatever in your mind.' The writing was so smooth and fast paced I couldn't stop myself reading even though the ' When you realize that God is Everything you know that you’ve got to, love everything no matter how bad it is, in the ultimate sense it was neither good nor bad (consider the dust), it was just what was, that is, what was made to appear.— Some kind of drama to teach something to something, some “despised substance of divinest show.” 'Love life for what it is, and form no preconceptions whatever in your mind.'

The writing was so smooth and fast paced I couldn't stop myself reading even though the first parts weren't interesting, It's after the (New Yourk Scenes) part that it really got me, a picture was formed inside my head of all the places he went to, all the people he had met and the feeling he had felt was the sentimental touch on this picture, and for the part (Alone On A Mountaintop) No words can hold anymore truth and wisdom to me, and it is what I always look for in books, the sensibility in whatever we experience. I like the Lonesome Jack Kerouac, he's my literature hero. Each chapter in this loose travelogue appears to be the warm up for one of Kerouac's novels. Entire passages are identical in Lonesome Traveler and the subsequent novel. However, Traveler has additional bits of each tale which either explain more about the adventures in the novel, or which are totally new adventures in themselves.

In this latter case, many show a much seamier side of the hobo life, in which the traveler's life is often threatened. The final chapter of the book laments societal ch Each chapter in this loose travelogue appears to be the warm up for one of Kerouac's novels.

Entire passages are identical in Lonesome Traveler and the subsequent novel. However, Traveler has additional bits of each tale which either explain more about the adventures in the novel, or which are totally new adventures in themselves. In this latter case, many show a much seamier side of the hobo life, in which the traveler's life is often threatened.

The final chapter of the book laments societal changes that followed World War II. Toleration of the poor in general, and hobos in particular erodes, leading to beefed up police departments, increasing surveillance of the populace, and a general loss in individual freedom. A fitting preface to our camera-obsessed world. I first read this book in the form of a crumbling first edition I was lucky to get through interlibrary loan. Most Kerouac titles were out of print back then; few libraries would loan them out.

Truman Capote claimed to have invented 'reportage'-nonfiction utilizing the format of fiction. Kerouac did-and LONESOME TRAVELER kicks the ass of any reportage Capote ever did. A major part of Kerouac's image is the globe-trotting he did. In this book, JK recounts many of the trips he took a I first read this book in the form of a crumbling first edition I was lucky to get through interlibrary loan. Most Kerouac titles were out of print back then; few libraries would loan them out.

Truman Capote claimed to have invented 'reportage'-nonfiction utilizing the format of fiction. Kerouac did-and LONESOME TRAVELER kicks the ass of any reportage Capote ever did. A major part of Kerouac's image is the globe-trotting he did. In this book, JK recounts many of the trips he took across America and around the world. He captures the poetry of the railroad and the migratory worker's ('hobo') life. If prose can be musical, these are words that sing.

Fantastic writing by a fantastic writer. So often the first line of a novel establishes the whole book. That surely is the case here as well: 'HERE DOWN ON DARK EARTH, before we all go to Heaven VISIONS OF AMERICA' But in this case, it is the last paragraph that practically knocks you senseless: 'In evil roads behind gas tanks where murderous dogs snarl from behind wire fences cruisers suddenly leap out like getaway cars but from a crime more secret, more baneful than words can tell.

The woods are full of wardens.' That and the beatific st So often the first line of a novel establishes the whole book.

That surely is the case here as well: 'HERE DOWN ON DARK EARTH, before we all go to Heaven VISIONS OF AMERICA' But in this case, it is the last paragraph that practically knocks you senseless: 'In evil roads behind gas tanks where murderous dogs snarl from behind wire fences cruisers suddenly leap out like getaway cars but from a crime more secret, more baneful than words can tell. The woods are full of wardens.'

That and the beatific story of the Mexican Fellaheen is worth the price of admission alone. Jack, where did you go? Why did you leave us so soon? It left me breathless as his stream-of-conscious benny-induced hysteria always does.

I find I read faster as the tempo prompts by run-on sentences and staccato phrases crescendo and then.it's over. I realize I haven't taken a breath in some time and my lungs are on fire.

And I collapse in a heap of fatigue delirium and satisfaction and I understand. You don't read Kerouac. You experience him, you breathe him, you ingest him. He becomes part of you. And if you disagree, well.we just can't be fr It left me breathless as his stream-of-conscious benny-induced hysteria always does. I find I read faster as the tempo prompts by run-on sentences and staccato phrases crescendo and then.it's over.

I realize I haven't taken a breath in some time and my lungs are on fire. And I collapse in a heap of fatigue delirium and satisfaction and I understand. You don't read Kerouac. You experience him, you breathe him, you ingest him.

He becomes part of you. And if you disagree, well.we just can't be friends. I read this because this was the most beloved book of Sumire, heroine of Murakamis novel Sputnik sweetheart.

I read Kerouacs On the road in my high school times and I loved it (I dont remember much about this book, only that I enjoyed it pretty well). But this book is certainly not my cup of tea. Maybe I have changeg during past ten years so much that I cannot love Kerouacnovels anymore? Or is On the road and Lonesome traveller so different? Maybe I should re-read On the road.

I read this because this was the most beloved book of Sumire, heroine of Murakami´s novel Sputnik sweetheart. I read Kerouac´s On the road in my high school times and I loved it (I don´t remember much about this book, only that I enjoyed it pretty well). But this book is certainly not my cup of tea. Maybe I have changeg during past ten years so much that I cannot love Kerouac´novels anymore? Or is On the road and Lonesome traveller so different?

I don´t know. Maybe I should re-read On the road.