Wilderness Quotes

“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.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“The Night is young
& full of rest
I can’t describe
the way she’s dress’d
She’ll pander to some strange
requests
Anything that you suggest
Anything to please her guest.”
― Jim Morrison, The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison, Vol. 1: Wilderness

“No one thought up being. He who thinks he has, step forward.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“Tell them you came, and saw, and looked
into my eyes and saw the shadow
of the guard receding.
Thoughts in time and out of season,
the hitchinker stood by the side of the road
and levelled his thumb in the
calm calculus of reason.

[...]
Why does my mind circle around you?
Why do planets wonder what it
would be like to be you?
All your soft wild promises were words,
birds, endlessly in flight.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“In the holy solipsism
of the young

Now I can't walk thru a city
street w/out eying each
single pedestrian. I feel
thier vibe thru my
skin, the hair on my neck
--- it rises.”
― Jim Morrison , Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“The grand highway is crowded with lovers
and searchers
and leavers
so eager to please, and to forget. Wilderness”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“[...] My wild words
slip into fusion
and risk losing
the solid ground.

So stranger, get
wilder still.

Probe the highlands.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“To have just been born
for beauty & see sadness
What is this frail sickness?”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“In that year there was
an intense visitation
of energy.
I left school & went down
to the beach to live.
I slept on a roof.
At night the moon became
a woman's face.
I met the Spirit of Music.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“I am troubled
Immeasurably
By your eyes”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

“Fence my sacred fire
I want. To be simple, black & clean
A dim nothingness
Please
The sea is green
Smoke
like the child's version of a
Christmas dream
w/no
waking.”
― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1