Category Archives: About the Inspiration

Selections written about the life and work of well-known authors.

The Good Hippie Volume 1 by Katie Wies

For what do you live for? The quick satisfaction of a fuck?  Or the short length of the artificial high?

What does that mean?  Who will you become?

What will your impact have on the next generation or the next 100 years from now!?

Think about it.  Art, drugs, sex… dead end, masks of reality.  None of these things are overtly wrong, evil, or immoral in any way.  it is what our actions that have turned these beautiful gifts into; Dead ends!  Our actions that defile a gift from God.  Our actions that throw away any form of respect and achievement to be gained from self-control and dignity.

What has turned beauty into the quick tricks of low lives?

I see so much potential in these people!

I live in a community of lovers and believers, yet I only see pain and false action.   A reaction–to what each past unfolds.  A reaction to volatile action and reaction- A cycle! Of pain.  A cycle of sex, drugs, and art.  Art being expression, drugs being impairment, and sex being true love.  Expression, impairment, and love, why must we defile them?  Victimization.

 

I deserve something…me…I…want….need…NOW!!!  The indulgent lifestyle I have come to know as the free love culture.   Something that in my opinion, has corrupted a very positive image of stillness, compassion, and community.  Will we ever stop ruining what is meant to fulfill a renewable life source within our very souls?

Will we ever stop running the opposite direction of the very message we claim to live by?  I fucking hope so….Stay Tuned.

Samizdat [самиздат] &A Closing Thought by A.Page

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The last true art form is that of the written word.  When all is silenced, that which is naturally silent prevails.  Language is the force that binds us together.  Not only do we use this medium to interact with our nation, but as a platform to communicate and expand throughout the world, touching many cultures and human beings in just a few words.  Combining these two elements is a key step in forming a universal awareness, equipped with a set of sympathies for those we can’t ‘understand’.

It is by this empathy and desire to expand that when one is heard, another will struggle to understand.

When The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics rose in 1922, nearly 85% of the population was illiterate.  It soon became the government’s mission to educate the people.  In fact, anyone who could read or write was immediately hired as a teacher.  Khrushchev pushed accessibility, making it clear that education was essential to their society.  Shortly after this period, a newly educated people were ready to rise against an oppressive government.

Post-Stalin era, Samizdat [самиздат] began circulating and reproducing forbidden texts using grassroots methods.  Friends and colleagues alike spent hours with carbon paper copying the content by whatever means available: by hand or by typewriter.  Eventually as success and likeness came about other methods were introduced.  These copies were hidden in plain sight.  Passed on from a friend, hidden inside accepted literature, or even just strewn about.  Even the one thing intended in language (understanding) was lost and soon numerous typos, nondescript covers, and partial copies became common among the 200,000 readers across several nations.

Their brand of literature infiltrated the Soviet government, its peoples, and many other nations oppressed by police states.  Each circulation, release, and essay became a prized part of clandestine act.

The message was rounded, observing the many different religious and cultural paths of The Union. Samizdat [самиздат] stands today in history as an essential group of political and social dissidents that helped reform the oppression of The Soviet Union.

As we stand before challenging events and are slammed with propaganda, whether it be from Russia, Syria, North Korea, or even The United States: Take the time to think.  What are you reading in the news?  Do the things you read lead you to assume a tone towards those people?  Did stereotypes enforce your speech?  Your opinion?

The conflicts of today are within government buildings, the riots they ensue are simply an adverse reaction to medication.

Do not let any opinion lead you to form a generalization.  No two people are the same, regardless of geographic location.

Samizdat [самиздат] is symbol of this acceptance. Publishing things you (as a single unit) may not agree with and treating them with respect in order to educate the people, to help them understand one another.  To represent each person as they are- a person!

Go forth and communicate!

 

 

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Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Nathaniel Hawthorne is often associated with a cringe and a memory: Reading The Scarlet Letter in high school.  However, there are so many more aspects to Hawthorne than a book you never read:

He was born in Salem, Massachusetts on July 4th 1804 to Nathaniel Hathorne and Elizabeth Clarke Manning.  His father died of yellow fever in Suriname leaving his family to find refuge with the maternal side whom Hawthorne lived amongst for ten years.  During this time, Hawthorne displayed varied degrees of odd behavior. Simple injuries often translated into long periods of time bedridden, even after doctors dismissed his symptoms.  As he neared adulthood his uncle, Robert Manning put Nathaniel in college despite his objections.  Often he would complain of his loneliness and desire to return home.

It was during his time in college that Hawthorne began to write (at least with the intent of sharing with others).  He published locally several essays and poems and soon found himself amongst friends: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Jonathan Cilley, and Horatio Bridge.  It is believed that during this time much of his family’s history was revealed to him:

 His  great-great-great grandfather William Hathorne first established the Hathorne name in America with the Massachusetts Bay Colony and become known as a harsh jude and magistrate.   His great-great grandfather, John, was left in history as the only judge not to repent for the cruelties of the Salem Witch Trials.  

In 1825 Hawthorne graduated and shortly after added the “w” in his name in order to disassociate from his ancestors.   He attained a job with the Boston Custom House and released ‘Twice Told Tales’ which cemented him as a writer locally. He fell in love with Sophia Peabody after failing to court her sister Elizabeth and took numerous jobs in prospect of marrying Sophia. After a year of working at Brook Farm to save money Hawthorne married Sophia and moved to The Old Manse.  Soon after, the pair began having children: Una, Jullian, and Rose.

It was during their upbringing that Hawthorne became the “Surveyor for the District of Salem and Beverly and Inspector of the Revenue for the Port of Salem”.  Hawthorne felt trouble by this position and often wrote to Longfellow that “I should be happier if I could write.”   Soon his wish was granted as political spoils left him out of a job.  The couple and their children moved from The Old Manse to a small red farm house in Lenox.  It is here that Hawthorne became the corresponding secretary of The Salem Lyceum.  The Scarlet Letter was published and ushered in the most lucrative time in Hawthorne’s career.   Though known to be pathologically shy, Hawthorne acquired many admirers.  From poets, to politicians, to gardeners.  Herman Melville even dedicated Moby Dick to Hawthorne noting: “In token of my admiration for his genius, this book is inscribed to Nathaniel Hawthorne.”

After many years of happy marriage, career success, and authorial soul-searching Nathaniel Hawthorne died on May 19th, 1864 while touring The White Mountains.

His books border on surrealism and cement the human condition into fine print.

“I have not lived, but only dreamed about living.”

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