Kasia Supertramp

I have a presentation tomorrow about a guy who lived in a fictional reality inspired by literature. He lived in myth, fought for ideals and died for dreams. He is tragic.


"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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop..."
-Jack Kerouac