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: post by whiskey_weed_and_women at 2005-02-21 01:54:01
i didn't write this but i def believe in every word this person wrote !

for HST
The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. - Hunter S. Thompson
**

The Darkness invariably comes.
**

Author Hunter S. Thompson Kills Himself
CATHERINE TSAI, Associated Press Writer
DENVER - Hunter S. Thompson, the acerbic counterculture writer who popularized a new form of fictional journalism in books like "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas," fatally shot himself Sunday night at his Aspen-area home, his son said. He was 67.
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Somehow that seems like an appropriate way for him to go. He was certainly not kind the grow old and wither away, and a death-midst-adventure would have been too contrived, and many would have wondered about the legitimacy of the tale anyhow. It does not seem right to use his words here, and mine are not nearly enough, so I turn to Bukowski, like I have many times before in search of hope, redemption and some measure of understanding.
**

what they want (Charles Bukowski, from Love is a Dog From Hell)

Vallejo writing about
loneliness while starving to
death;
Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a
whore;
Rimbaud running off to Africa
to look for gold and finding
an incurable case of syphilis;
Beethoven gone deaf;
Pound dragged through the streets
in a cage;
Chatterton taking rat poison;
Hemingway’s brains dropping into
the orange juice;
Pascal cutting his wrists
in the bathtub;
Artaud locked up with the mad;
Dostoevsky stood up against a wall;
Crane jumping into a boat propeller;
Lorca shot in the road by Spanish
troops;
Berryman jumping off a bridge;
Burroughs shooting his wife;
Mailer knifing his.
- that’s what they want:
a God damned show
a lit billboard
in the middle of hell.
that’s what they want,
that bunch of
dull
inarticulate
safe
dreary
admirers of
carnivals.
**
And that is what we want, and that’s why we love HST’s work, and legend and life. For he lived a life we dared not. Like his death, his life was on his own terms.
**

cause and effect – Bukowski.
the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody
would ever want to
get away
from
them
**
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