ishak on Nostr: that one made by the cybernomads, non-conformists, those on the margins of system and ...

that one made by the cybernomads, non-conformists, those on the margins of system and society, the degens, borderless borderline misfits, the unrecognized cogs in establishment's wheels.

or as Ginsberg put it in howl:

"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,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat
up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities
contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and
saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes
hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy
among the scholars of war."