Expose yourself to your deepest fear. After that, fear has no power, and fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.
JIM MORRISONExpose yourself to your deepest fear. After that, fear has no power, and fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.
JIM MORRISONWhen sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experience.
JIM MORRISONThoughts in time and out of season, the hitchinker stood by the side of the road and levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason
JIM MORRISONTell them you came, and saw, and looked into my eyes and saw the shadow of the guard receding.
JIM MORRISONRavaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down
JIM MORRISONWhen sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experence.
JIM MORRISONI want to feel what it’s like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don’t want to miss it
JIM MORRISONChoose the day and choose the sign of your day! The day’s divinity! First thing you see!!
JIM MORRISONPeople cluster to TV, soap operas, movies, theater, pop idols and they have wild emotion over symbols. But in the reality of their own lives, they’re emotionally dead.
JIM MORRISONSex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move.
JIM MORRISONI wonder why people like to believe I’m high all the time. I guess . . . maybe they think someone else can take their trip for them.
JIM MORRISONIs everybody in?… Is everybody in?… Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin…
JIM MORRISONListen, real poetry doesn’t say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.
JIM MORRISONThis is the strangest life I’ve ever known.
JIM MORRISONSometimes we worked out in Venice, looking at the surf. We were together a lot and it was good times for all of us. Acid, sun, friends, the ocean, and poetry and music.
JIM MORRISONWhere’s your will to be weird?
JIM MORRISON