Horse Latitudes / The Doors

Jim Morrison Jim was a Poet. He also wrote songs and was lead singer for the Doors. Unfortunately, this lifestyle led to the Gates of Hell, rather than the Doors of Perception. He made a break from it, even going to Paris, but it was to late. If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake Horse Latitudes from Doors 2nd Album End of the Night from Doors 1st Album The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison Wilderness Volume 1 1989 People need Connectors Writers, heroes, stars, leaders To give life form. A child’s sand boat facing the sun Plastic soldiers in the miniature dirt war. Forts Garage Rocket Ships Ceremonies, theatre, dances To reassert Tribal needs & memories a call to worship, uniting above all, a reversion, a longing for family & the safety magic of childhood. Wilderness Jim Morrison “Horse Latitudes“ When the still sea conspires an armor And her sullen and aborted Currents breed tiny monsters True sailing is dead Awkward instant And the first animal is jettisoned Legs furiously pumping Their stiff green gallop And heads bob up Poise Delicate Pause Consent In mute nostril agony Carefully refined And sealed over “End Of The Night“ Take the highway to the end of the night End of the night, end of the night Take a journey to the bright midnight End of the night, end of the night Realms of bliss, realms of light Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to the endless night End of the night, end of the night End of the night, end of the night Realms of bliss, realms of light Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to the endless night End of the night, end of the night End of the night, end of the night Original Artwork by Cinnamon Cooney - Fluid (Thumbnail) Original Artwork by Peter Anderson