Drugs are a bet with your mind.
Where's your will to be weird?
Whoever controls the media, controls the mind.
The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on and individual level. It's got to happen inside first. You can take away a man's political freedom and you won't hurt him- unless you take away his freedom to feel. That can destroy him. That kind of freedom can't be granted. Nobody can win it for you.
Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.
You're all a bunch of fuckin' slaves!
I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder , chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.
I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever.
"as i look back...over my life...i am struck by post cards...ruined snapshots...faded posters...of a time..i can't recall.
Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the 'windows of the soul.' When sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experence.
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the 'windows of the soul.' When sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experience.
A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.
the future's uncertain and the end is always near.
I believe in a long, prolonged derangement of the senses to attain the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us.
Being drunk is a good disguise. I drink so I can talk to assholes. This includes me.
I am the lizard king. I can do anything.
There are things known, and there are things unknown, And in between are the Doors.
Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That's all it was: curiosity.
How can I set free anyone who doesn't have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom? I think it's a lie people claim they want to be free everybody insists that freedom is what they want the most, the most sacred and precious thing a man can possess. But that's bullshit! People are terrified to be set free they hold on to their chains. They fight anyone who tries to break those chains. It's their security
How can they expect me or anyone else to set them free if they don't really want to be free?
That's what real love amounts to- letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending- performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act-.
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...
I wouldn't mind dying in a plane crash. It'd be a good way to go. I don't want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD...I want to feel what it's like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don't want to miss it.
I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just...in between. I want the freedom to try everything.