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JAMES DOUGLASS MORRISON
1943-1971
I've never seen a performer like Jim- it was as if it wasn't Jim performing, but a shaman. Traditionally, the shaman was a man of the tribe who would go on a voyage in his mind, who would let his astral body project out into space and, in a sense, heal the tribe and find things that were needed for the safety of the tribe, for the continuance of the species. So, in a modern sense, Jim was exactly the same thing. We walked out of a concert feeling absolutely in touch with the universe, and that, if any, was the message of Jim Morrison: "Get in touch with yourself. When you do that, you'll be in touch with God, you become gods...". Jim's message was that every man is a god-all you have to do is realize it.
-Ray Manzarek
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I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human with the soul of a clown, which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments.
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If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel. |
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A hero is someone who rebels or seems to rebel against the facts of existence and seems to conquer them. Obviously that can only work at moments. It can't be a lasting thing. That's not saying that people shouldn't keep trying to rebel against the facts of existence. Someday, who knows, we might conquer death, disease and war. |
They claim everyone was born, but I don't recall it. Maybe I was having one of my blackouts. |
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Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That's all it was: curiosity. |
Think of us as erotic politicians. |
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The End...
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
of our elaborate plans, the end
of ev'rything that stands
Then end
No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
so limitless and free
Desperately In need of some
stranger's hand
In a desperate land.
Lost in a roman wilderness of pain
and all the children are insane
all the children are insane
waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway
Weird scenes Inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into a room where his sister lived then.....
then he...paid a visit to his brother and
then he....he walked on down the hall
and he came to a door
and he looked inside
Father?
Yes, son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to....
Come on baby, take a chance with us
Come on baby, take a chance with us
Come on baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.
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