I should probably explain…
I know the title of this blog, to many people, sounds like nonsense. “What on earth is a dingledodie, and why would they be dancing?” my brothers questioned me, perplexed looks on their faces. So, I decided to write a bit about it. Quick note- I’ve done my best to keep this as cliche free as possible!
It is, quite simply, an extract from a quote, from my all time favourite book, On the Road by Jack Kerouac. It goes a little like this:
They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because 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 that 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 centre light pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
It sounds like madness; it sounds chaotic and messy, but I adore it, because that’s how I think life should be! I think you should be too busy living life to worry about the mess you’re leaving behind. That said, I don’t think we should all become party animals and live the lives of materialisticly (?) extravagant and ostentatious rockstars who leave nothing but destruction in their wake, but that we should put all of our potential into living without fear whilst helping others who truly need it. Life is too short to be selfish.
I also adore the way it rolls off the tongue, and more importantly, I adore the book it came from.
On the Road is a spectacular book, and partly kick started the Beat movement in post WW2 America, which was in turn starting point for the peace infused hippie era. At this time, many young americans were searching for belonging and adventure in the depressive post world war America they lived in. The book encapsulates many themes, such as religion and adventure and I urge you to read it! (£6.89 on Amazon as a paperback, £5.49 kindle store)
My favourite part of the quote is where he likens his friends to roman candles. I think that we are all beautifully and startlingly unique in the best ways, and that we should all embrace these differences, because a roman candle will never be anything but a roman candle, and we will never be anything but ourselves. I think that, as I said earlier, we should place little on materialistic gain, and concentrate more on the memories we make. Sal (the protagonist in On the Road) didn’t have much, but spent 3 years travelling on and off around America, and had an amazing time. He lived above a shop with his ancient aunt, but the friends he made and the memories he created outweighed any materialistic merit he could have possibly made.
And there ends my philosophising today! I hope that was interesting. It was to write!
Yours, Tegz xx