Collaboration Of Gods

<span;>Awake
<span;>Shake dreams from your hair
<span;>My pretty child, my sweet one
<span;>Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
<span;>The day's divinity
<span;>First thing you see

<span;>A letter to Father

<span;>A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled noon
<span;>Couples naked race down by its quiet side
<span;>And we laugh like soft, mad children
<span;>Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
<span;>The music and voices are all around us

<span;>The days before night rolled in. Villagers gather a lonely roam to rivers edge. Screams from within. Fame is just a flame that burns. Lasting results seem uncertain. Life has ruined the man in me. Friends have become as fictional character. Please let me in. The Doors of perception have proven true. I won’t die this way.
<span;>Jim Morrison Jr