The Doors were one of the top bands. Jim had a reputation for being unreliable and drunk but listening to all the bootlegs he usually sounds great.
If it had not been for his alcohol and drug intake they would not have imploded. His poetry to music worked so well.
The trouble with Jim was that he had this philosophy that reality was unreal and that we humans could pierce it and emerge into a higher reality. He believed drugs were the route.
For those short years the Doors shone. Then Jim got in such a mess he left, went to Paris and died in mysterious circumstances.
My favourite album remains Strange Days – their second.
There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.
Sounds a bit Rumsfelt. Maybe he was secretly listening to the Doors. Aldous Huxley’s Doors of Perception and William Blake combine to create the Doors.
I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human being with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments.
Sounds like a lot of us. We make it a habit to sabotage ourselves. That human beings for you.
A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.
So true. With a real friend you can totally relax, talk about anything and all the defences go down. So few true friends.
Where’s your will to be weird?
I’ve still got mine pretty much intact. Without it life is pretty dull and mad.
I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable.
I like people who don’t fit in, who speak their mind and speak out against the madness, people who create, communicate and laugh a lot.
This is the strangest life I’ve ever known.
Me too. And it’s the only one we’ll ever have. Best make the most of it.
Whoever controls the media, controls the mind.
And haven’t we seen that all too often of late with Brexit and Trump/Clinton. We are systematically lied to and manipulated.
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