•"Susquehanna University 14-10-1967"•

•"Save our city, save our city Right now!"•

"Outside Tv-bien Gladsaxe Studios-Copenaghen-18/09/1968"•

•"Fragmento + Imagen"•

He was only a man and his
Dedication extended to the last degree.
Poor pretentious soldier, come home..

•"The Doors at Ica Gallery "Roundhouse" Press Conference 1968 Footage"•

•"Fragmento de Wilderness: The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison. + Imágen"•

Mi carne es verdadera.
Mis manos - cómo se mueven
equilibrado como demonios ágiles
Mi cabello - torcido y retorciéndose
La piel de mi cara - pellizcar las mejillas
Mi lengua de espada que arde y rocía luciérnagas verbales
Soy verdadero.
Soy humano.
Pero no soy un hombre ordinario
No No No.

•"Fragmento + Imagen"•

Oh dreamland
golden scene land
Try to sleep lamb
Take us to dreamland

I am unhappy
Far from my woman

Take me to dreamland..

•"Build Me a Woman Live Backstage Private Rehearsal 1969"•

El dia de la masacre ha llegado
el dia de la extraña confusion
nos ha tocado la puerta
la lluvia
espera
sentada sin paraguas
al costado del camino
el sol se esconde
la vida gruñe
el lobo
salta
la verja..
el cielo
sin estrellas,
la fatiga
la bondad
el olvido
el nunca más
el lobo ha vuelto
a esconderse
en mi lugar.  

Y armaste la mejor pasión para defender la tristeza

•"Outside Houdini's House 1968 Photo by Paul Ferrara"•

•"Fragmento de poema + Imagen"•

"All of us have found a safe niche."

•"Albinoni's adagio in G minor"•

•"Felices 74 años Raymond"•

•"Fillmore East - New York -1968"•

Concerto del Giugno 1967 allo scene Club

The scene Club, N.Y. June 1967 Doors debut

•"Radio Dark Night (People Are Strange)"•

•"The Doors-San Jose Festival-Galeria Imágenes"•

•"The Doors at San Jose Festival 1968- Footage"

•" Jim Morrison-All Hail The American Night (Spoken word)"•

•"Fragmento + Imagen"•

This is to say that we are all
Sensate and occasionally sad..

•"Febrero 1970"•

43º Aniversario de Morrison Hotel

Publicación: Febrero 1970.

•"Poema del Wilderness: The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison. + Manuscrito•"

I am troubled
Immeasurably
By your eyes

I am struck
By the feather
of your soft
Reply

The sound of glass
Speaks quick
Disdain

And conceals
What your eyes fight
To explain.

•"Poema del Wilderness: The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison. + Imágen"•

The Voice of the Serpent
dry hiss of age
& leaves of gold
old books in ruined
Temples
The page break like ash

I will not disturb
I will not go
Come, he says softly

an old man appears &
moves in tired dance
amid the scattered dead
gently they stir..

 

•Toronto 1969"•