Everything since the Greeks predicated wrong […] can’t make it with geometrical systems of thinking.
” “Now this is the first time we’ve been alone and in position to talk for years,” said Dean. And he talked all night. As in a dream, we were zooming back through sleeping Washington and back in the Virginia wilds, crossing the Appomattox River at daybreak, pulling up at my brother’s door at eight a.m. And all this time Dean was tremendously excited about everything he saw, everything he talked about, every detail of every moment that passed. He was out of his mind with real belief. “And of course now no one can tell us that there is no God. We’ve passed through all forms. You remember, Sal, when I first came to New York and I wanted Chad King to teach me about Nietzsche. You see how long ago? Everything is fine, God exists, we know time. Everything since the Greeks has been predicated wrong. You can’t make it with geometry and geometrical systems of thinking. It’s all about this!” He wrapped his finger in his fist; the car hugged the line straight and true.”
From the novel “On the Road” by Jack Kerouac (1951)
December 1948 finds Salvatore Paradise (Jack Kerouac) “off on another spurt around the country” with Dean Moriarty (Neal Cassady). In one of his delusional monologues Dean directs an anathema towards rationalism as expressed by the Geometry of the Greeks.