Colyalcolor
“Sitting in my Buddha-arbor, therefore, in that ‘colyalcolor’ wall of flowers pink and red and ivory white, among aviaries of magic transcendent birds recognizing my awakening mind with sweet weird cries (the pathless lark), in the ethereal perfume, mysteriously ancient, the bliss of the Buddha-fields, I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.” — Jack Kerouac; The Dharma Bums, p. 147-148
James Jean
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