Very interesting ideas.

When I was younger, I spent some time hitchhiking around on the country…vision quest sort of thing, screwed up a couple times and went hungry for a while, etc….and as I look back, I can remember these vivid, powerful experiences of the books I read during this time.

I clearly remember finishing Candide in the parking of a motel in West Yellowstone. Vividly remember reading Whitman’s “A Song of Joys” in a library in Aspen, muddle headed and desperate in the midst of the longest length of time I’d gone that point in my life without eating.

I remember reading Zelazny in Flagstaff, Arizona…

Yea, anyway, you got me thinking about all the things those books entailed for me, given the time in life…

…perhaps craziest was reading Songyal Rinpoche’s Tibetan Book of Living and Dying while deployed in Iraq…Bukowski around a campfire with a bunch of drifters in Colorado…

Ha, great post. Really got me thinking. You’re onto something.

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