Jim Morrison
Background: You know, the rock
star that died of an overdose of life. His poems are different to say the least.
In the womb we are blind cave fish.
It is wrong to assume that art needs the spectator
in order to be. The
film runs on without any eyes
The spectator cannot exist without it. it
insures
his existence.
Each film depends upon all the others and drives
you on to others. Cinema
was a novelty, a scientif-
ic toy, until a sufficient body of works had
been
amassed, enough to create an intermittent other
world, a powerful,
infinite mythology to be dipped
into at will.
Films have an illusion
of timelessness fostered
by their regular, indomitable appearance.
Camera, as all-seeing god, satisfies our longing
for omniscience. To spy
on others from this
height and angle: pedestrians pass in and out of
our
lens like rare aquatic insects.
**
Yoga powers. To make oneself invisible
or small.
To become gigantic and reach to the farthest things.
To change
the course of nature. To place oneself
anywhere in space or time. To summon
the dead.
To exalt senses and perceive inaccessible images,
of events on
other worlds, in one's deepest inner
mind, or in the minds of
others.
**
The sniper's rifle is an extension of his eye. He
kills with
injurious vision.
The city forms--often physically, but
inevitably
psychically--a circle. A Game. A ring of death
with sex at its
center. Drive toward outskirts
of city suburbs. At the edge discover zones
of
sophisticated vice and boredom, child prosti-
tution. But in the grimy
ring immediately surround-
ing the daylight business district exists the
only
real crowd life of our mound, the only street
life, night life.
Diseased specimens in dollar
hotels, low boarding houses, bars, pawn
shops,
burlesques and brothels, in dying arcades which
never die, in
streets and streets of all-night
cinemas.
Back home!
Pablo Neruda's poems.
Maya Angelou's poems.
Adrian C. Louis'
poems.