Remembering Jim Morrison / Jim Morrison'ı hatırlamak...

James Douglas "Jim" Morrison, (December 8, 1943 – July 3, 1971)

I remember the first time I listened him singing. I remember his exceptional voice, full of emotions and intensity. I remember the high sense of blowing out. I remember his incomparable lust for violence, sex, alcohol, drugs, self-destruction, anything forbidden for any reason by the conservative society.

He came up with courage to outscore the authority of conservative middle class America and succeed. Millions of fans around the world are the witness of his success. He followed the motto "The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom –William Blake" and succeed in all means.

I still remember the gorgeous day that I visited his grave in Pére Lachaise cemetary in Paris. I sang the famous “Light my fire” and “people are strange” with fans from Brazil, Sweden, USA, and Poland. I even remained my sign there with quote from "people are strange".

I still believe that "If the doors of perception were cleansed / All things would appear infinite", dear Lizard King…

"This is the end, beautiful friend.
It hurts to set you free,
But you'll never follow me.
The end of laughter and soft lies.
The end of nights we tried to die.
This is the... end."

Now I am also 28... It is time to go? I am nobody still...

~~~t~H~e~K~h~A~n~2~3~~~