License to Live?

That breath right there!

Yes, and that next one too.  That’s it, like the waves following one upon the next, as it has gone ever since the first breath drawn. To breath and to see.

Like that dream, or the seven you likely had last night.  How each lit up the theater of your mind.  You know, that place where Allen Ginsberg invites all of us to join him to in this midst of this rambling June 25, 1987 lecture on Whitman and the American Vision.  After about one hour and seven minutes and thirty seconds we all get this beautiful invitation:

 

There’s no need for a license to live.