Jim was an alcoholic!
As a fan of Jim, I'm always meeting people who tell me "Jim was an
acid freak." This always amuses me, because I know that, yes, Jim did do a lot of acid, but it
didn't compare at all to his consumption of alcohol. Jim drank like a fish to (for the most part)
dull the pain that was locked up inside him.
Jim welcomed the end. He was in love with Death. Jim was once asked, "Is death what you
love; do you love death?" and he said, "Well, life hurts a lot more. When you die, there's no
more pain."
It's really too bad that Jim was, in a general sense, so consumed with negativity. I am also
that way at times, but I am constantly focused on ridding myself of those undesirable sides of my
personality. I admire Jim implicitly, but I learn a great deal from his mistakes. Be careful to limit
your consumption of alcohol, or you'll lose yourself - without even realizing it.
However, Jim stuck to his guns until the day of his death, which I find immensely impressive.
He planned to die young from the very start. Jim was a rock-star and a film-maker with a flare for
the theatrical performance: on film, in the studio, and most of all, on-stage live at "the rituals"
(Doors concerts).
But above all, my man Jim was, at heart, a poet - above all else! Where did he always wish
to be buried? Among the graves of famous writers, artists and poets such as Vincent VanGough,
Rimbaud and Edgar Allen Poe. Surprise, surprise, that was where he was eventually laid to rest,
when the music was over, with his only friend.
I believe Jim was and still is one of history's most notorious rebels/artists.
"The End - Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name - Girl, we couldn't get
much higher - Come on baby, light my fire, try to set the night on fire - Yeaahh!"
When the music's over, I'll drop a line.
Keep it real!
Xavier
Jedi
(with much love for Ziggy)
[4/8/98]
Jim welcomed the end. He was in love with Death. Jim was once asked, "Is death what you love; do you love death?" and he said, "Well, life hurts a lot more. When you die, there's no more pain."
It's really too bad that Jim was, in a general sense, so consumed with negativity. I am also that way at times, but I am constantly focused on ridding myself of those undesirable sides of my personality. I admire Jim implicitly, but I learn a great deal from his mistakes. Be careful to limit your consumption of alcohol, or you'll lose yourself - without even realizing it.
However, Jim stuck to his guns until the day of his death, which I find immensely impressive. He planned to die young from the very start. Jim was a rock-star and a film-maker with a flare for the theatrical performance: on film, in the studio, and most of all, on-stage live at "the rituals" (Doors concerts).
But above all, my man Jim was, at heart, a poet - above all else! Where did he always wish to be buried? Among the graves of famous writers, artists and poets such as Vincent VanGough, Rimbaud and Edgar Allen Poe. Surprise, surprise, that was where he was eventually laid to rest, when the music was over, with his only friend.
I believe Jim was and still is one of history's most notorious rebels/artists.
"The End - Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name - Girl, we couldn't get much higher - Come on baby, light my fire, try to set the night on fire - Yeaahh!"
When the music's over, I'll drop a line.
Keep it real!
Xavier
Jedi
(with much love for Ziggy)
[4/8/98]