life boiled-down to one video clip: where would we be?

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  John Alan Conte Jr KV, Video cameras lends too much risk for sleazy interpretations & translations = for instance if i hand your lover a flower already plucked from its roots bought & paid for I would otherwise throw away ... Through your watching on video are you gonna tell me you know my intent?! What I am thinking like you have power to read my mind?! Your mind is the one interpreting the video footage and God knows your tree of logic and your intent! Ha ... You could easily write your own narrative & try & slander my good name for a paltry political agenda! For all I know you live to bash fat gays who smoke pot!

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  J.W.:

  You know that Kerouac line from On The Road--
  
  “the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
  
  --As you get older doesn't that just sound like a bunch of manic addicts and people with personality disorders?
  
  I suppose I may be in a bit of a cynical mindset of late,LOL.
• John Alan Conte Jr Ok, but what would the world be minus 5 beat writers & characters such as Jack, Neal Cassidy, Allen Ginsberg, Lawrence Ferlinghetti?! What would rock & roll, San Francisco, Greenwich Village in NYC be like with out these characters "Howl" ... We surely wouldn't have Keenu
  Reeves starring in the film about a letter between beats called The Last Time I Committed Suicide or City Lights BookStore or the movie the Matrix Topanga Canyon Brooke S. referred to in her awesome true reality (& romantic) reply.
  A world without the real poets would be all like black & white TV and some would love to live in that Pleasantville but not me = I like dreaming in color (dreaming, dreaming is free). Thanks for the stimulating conversation J.W. ... Kinda talk in room 8 of Joshua Tree Inn
• by the way, here's a pic of me from 1997 on Russian Hill in San Francisco, California in front of Jack Kerouac's old humble abode
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                                                                     me: Poetic License 1997 San Francisco, CA
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• P.S.  (i consider J.W. a fine rose of Pittsburgh = even if a late bloom)