People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.
The unknown soldier
1968, written by Morrison, Krieger, Manzarek and Densmore
Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And, it's all over
The war is over
I was reminded today by babycakes that it is the (supposed according to some) death day of mr Jim Morrison aka Narcissus, Dionysus. I will go into the details of the story some other time, as I am quickly putting this together but in short: In 1971 Jim was an alcoholic, he had gotten fat and he was in Paris with his junkie girlfriend Pam. She claimed he went to take a bath, passed out and she found him dead later. Some people however claim Jim put it all in scene so he could start over elsewise. Kind of like everyone keeps spotting Elvis. So is Jim dead or not? Vote in the poll!
Between childhood, boyhood,
adolescence
& manhood (maturity) there
should be sharp lines drawn w/
Tests, deaths, feats, rites
stories, songs, & judgements
Part one of a series on Jims death is here. You can find the rest of the series by clicking on youtube.
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