Monky & Beat Generation
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"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night..." This revolutionary poem Ginsberg wrote it in 1955, the year I was born. I read it in the 70s when the translated texts of the Beat Generation arrived thanks to Fernanda Pivano. It is a lacerating poem and still relevant even if we are moving towards the metaverse ...