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Jim Morrison em 1967, fotografado por Joel Brodsky.  Veja mais em: http://semioticas1.blogspot.com.br/2013/12/jim-morrison-aos-70.html

Jim Morrison em 1967, fotografado por Joel Brodsky. Veja mais em: http://semioticas1.blogspot.com.br/2013/12/jim-morrison-aos-70.html

Jim Morrison. Took me years, but I made it to Paris to see his final resting place!

Jim Morrison. Took me years, but I made it to Paris to see his final resting place!

"A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself."  ~Jim Morrison

"A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself." ~Jim Morrison

Jim Morrison. Intelligent, caring, sensitive, creative and gone too soon!! My teacher and my muse....forever alive in your words and hearts of us that adore you!

Jim Morrison. Intelligent, caring, sensitive, creative and gone too soon!! My teacher and my muse....forever alive in your words and hearts of us that adore you!

Jim Morrison and Pamela Courson at Bronson Caves in Hollywood Hills. Photographed by Edmund Teske - March 30, 1969

Jim Morrison and Pamela Courson at Bronson Caves in Hollywood Hills. Photographed by Edmund Teske - March 30, 1969

Jim Morrison                                                                                                                                                                                 More

Jim Morrison More

Just Jim Morrison being Jim Morrison.

Just Jim Morrison being Jim Morrison.

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. I guess it is a friend…» - Jim Morrison

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. I guess it is a friend…» - Jim Morrison

Je t'en prie reprends ta plume. Conte ton histoire : la quête de cet ange qui a dû quitter son jardin une fois encore pour rêver les yeux ouverts sur cette Terre. Il n'y a pas de revers. Une clé poétique ? Juste faire abstraction des vipères. J.

Je t'en prie reprends ta plume. Conte ton histoire : la quête de cet ange qui a dû quitter son jardin une fois encore pour rêver les yeux ouverts sur cette Terre. Il n'y a pas de revers. Une clé poétique ? Juste faire abstraction des vipères. J.

No one ever rocked leather pants the way Mr. Mojo Risin' did!  >swoon<

No one ever rocked leather pants the way Mr. Mojo Risin' did! >swoon<

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