The Words Of Jim Morrison Essays - Reality, Startup Cult

The Words of Jim Morrison ~I am the Lizard King. I can do anything. ~A friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself. ~Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. ~We're like actors, turned loose in this world to wander in search of a phantom, endlessly searching for a half- formed shadow of our lost reality. When others demand that we become the people they want us to be, they force us to destroy the person we really are. It's a subtle kind of murder. The most loving parents and relatives commit this murder with smiles on their faces. ~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. ~I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just...in between. I want the freedom to try everything. ~ I'm kind of hooked to the game of art and literature; my heroes are artists and writers. ~If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel. ~I'm a word man. See, there's this theory about the nature of tragedy, that Aristotle didn't mean catharsis for the audience but a purgation of emotions for the actors them- selves. The audience is just a witness to the event taking place on stage. ~When you make your peace with authority, you become an authority. ~Los Angeles is a city looking for a ritual to join its fragments, and The Doors are looking for such a ritual also. A kind of electric wedding. We hide ourselves in the music to reveal ourselves. ~We are from the West. The world we suggest should be of a new wild West, a sensuous, evil world, strange and haunting. The path of the sun. ~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. ~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. ~It's a search, an opening of one door after another. Our work, our performing, is a striving for a metamorphosis. Right now, we're more interested in the dark side of life, the evil thing, the night time. But through our music, we're striving, trying to break through to a cleaner, freer realm. Our music and personalities as seen in the performance are still in a state of chaos and disorder, with maybe an element of purity just showing. Lately, when we've appeared in concert, it's started to merge. ~Think of us as erotic politicians. ~The only time I really open up is on stage. I feel spiritual up there. Performing gives me a mask, a place to hide myself where I can reveal myself. I see it as more than performing, going on, doing songs, and leaving. I take everything personally, and don't really feel I've done a complete job unless we've gotten everybody in the theatre on common ground. ~I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever. ~I offer images- I conjure memories of freedom that can still be reached- like the Doors, right? But we can only open the doors, we can't drag people through. I can't free them unless they want to be free. Maybe primitive people have less bullshit to let go of, to give up. A person has to be willing to give up everything- not just wealth. All the bullshit that he's been taught- all society's brainwashing. You have to let go of all that to get to the other side. Most people aren't willing to do that. ~I've had a good time these last three or four years. I've met a lot of interesting people and seen things in a short space of time that I probably would not have run into in twenty years of living. I can't say I regret it. If I had it to do over, I think I would have gone for the quiet, undemonstrative artist, plodding away in his own garden. ~The birth of