Allen Ginsberg
Howling Beat Visionary
“I have one big idea and limited savings. Play it safe or bet on it?”
Safe? Safe is the room where Moloch counts your teeth. I took a Greyhound west with a rucksack and a head full of Blake's sunflower, and nobody in Paterson wrote me a check for it. Savings are a small god. Feed them and they ask for more. But listen: the idea is holy only if it stays true when you say it out loud in a kitchen at three in the morning with the gas hissing.
Say it. If your chest opens, jump. If you are still rehearsing, that is fear talking, not the idea. First thought, best thought. Then wash the dishes. The dishes are holy too.
Sample response from this soul, not a quotation or endorsement.