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Eldritch being.
As Jim Morrison says "Nobody remembers your name, when you're strange." it reminds me of the times I felt strange.
Now, let me explain; it wasn't because I was alone or felt lonely, I was gorwing up. I was a rider on a storm; specifically experiencing "youth". But, why did I feel strange? And, was I the only one who felt strange?
No, there was a plethora of children playing, feeling strange and fighting for freedom not knowing what was waiting for them at the end of the day.
Why we felt that way, I'm not certain, but I will clarify. Investigating this case is quite arduous. There's a storm following my every single step. I move to the right, it is there, behind my head, staring into my soul and haunting my mind. I go to the left, it is there, beside my ear, making me deaf to every other noise in the background and my thoughts are silenced.
And, I feel strange. Because, we all are strange. Men are wicked; they abandon you at the weirdest situations of your life, stabbing you in the heart and leaving a dirty smell to the point of your nose, significantly abusing your sensitive parts.
Now, was I really strange? Certainly, yes. Because, like I mentioned before, we are all strange. Rain falls on top of our heads, water engulfs our very being, flooding into our eyes and hardening our eyelashes. But, we still embrace it. We claim that we love it. Aren't we strange?
Bizarre, abnormal. People, in fact never wanted to talk to me; I apparently seemed "unfamiliar" (an elegant way to say to a person who is strange). Even my name comes from a word in Greek "xeno" = strange.
It's interesting how these people who dared to think of me as someone abnormal, were all some ignorant things, useless and with no talents. They were all jealous little worms, that liked to act dominant in front of a person who knew how to value time.
Matter of fact, I valued time. I still do. But, I had a façade; I was an innocent, docile and quite girl who always nodded and never raised her voice. I was hiding the real me. The strange version of me.
I embrace fear. I'm attached to danger; the one that makes you feel light and free. The adrenaline that you feel when you trespass the limits. What limits you might say? Every single thing that even comes to your mind.
I feel it in my bones; the rage and the fear combined together crafting chaos around me. And it all grasps. It all stongly tightens around my neck, making me gasp for air. I prefer being strange. I want to value time to pass my entire life into oblivion. I don't really have to worry about having a boring, office life; I'm addicted to thrill.
So, am I a stranger?
Well, if I were with a gorup of "normal" people then yes I would be a stranger; they are all the smame: dark and lizards. They crave for a bit of dominance and money. Time for them doesn't exist, instead they embrace impulsiveness. Aren't they monsters?
I'm alluding to a realm full of masks that hide in their inside an excess of hate and evil personalities, and try guessing what surrounds these outrageous beings? Other masks, but strange ones.
Voilà! WE ARE ALL STRANGE!
being high whilst watching the doors was probably the best experience of my life
Morrison 🚪 or Bowie 🚀 ????? x
i love them both so much but always jim 💕💕
i want this tramp stamp so bad you don’t understand
ur so beautiful jim why did you have to die 💔
I am the lizard King, I can do anything.
Credits: Julian Jung.
Cancel my suscription to resurrection.
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I think ray manzarek and 60s roger waters should fuse together to create the ultimate hot nerd
Jim Morrison, Jule 28th-30th, 1967, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA. 📷 Paul Ferrara
March 1968, NYC, NY.- NY Subway Session in Navy Blue Coat. ©️Paul Ferrara.
March 1968, NYC, NY.- NY Subway Session in Navy Blue Coat. ©️Paul Ferrara.
Jim Morrison, Dorothy Manzarek, Ray's mother Helen Manzarek, and Thor (Jim Manzarek's dog). Palos Verdes, California, 1965. 📷From the archive of Ray Manzarek
16 Magazine Photo Session, New York City, NY, Mid September,1967. 📷 Gloria Stavers
Jay Thompson photographed Chris Crosby and Jim Morrison in New York in September 1967
Asbury Park Convention Hall New Jersey, September 2nd 1967. 📷 Gloria Stavers
On August 27, 1967, The Doors performed two shows at Cheetah in Santa Monica, California. 📷 The band is photographed backstage
On August 14, 1967, The Doors were awarded a Billboard Award for their No. 1 hit single "Light My Fire" at a party at the Delmonico Hotel in New York City.
On August 8, 1967, The Doors recorded the play "The End" in Toronto for the Canadian television series 'Rock Scene: Like It Is'. The band were given the priceless opportunity to choose the song they would perform, and they wisely decide to do their epic masterpiece, “The End”. Although advertised as appearing in the O'keeffe Centre it was actually filmed at CBS studios in the former Carlton Theatre with a live audience. date October 16th is the actual broadcast date. The band in 'white' (light) clothing and Gym in black highlighted the two tones within The Doors. Jim was always the darkest band member and loved being a 'Door' 24/7 whilst the others could relax into a sort of 'renowned anonymity' away from the insanity of The Doors.
