Where's your will to be weird?
Jim MorrisonRead
That’s what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is....Most people love you for who you pretend to be....To keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretense...It’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act...
Interpretation
True love involves accepting someone for their authentic self rather than the facade they present to the world.
In this quote, Jim Morrison reflects on the nature of love and authenticity. He suggests that many individuals are loved for the masks they wear in society, rather than for their true selves. This creates a cycle where people feel compelled to maintain their pretenses to retain affection. Real love, however, is about accepting and embracing someone as they truly are, free from the constraints of pretense or performance.
In practice
During a relationship workshop, one might say this quote to emphasize the importance of authenticity in partnerships.
Where's your will to be weird?
I can make the earth stop in its tracks. I made the blue cars go away. I can make myself invisible or small. I can become gigantic & reach the farthest things. I can change the course of nature. I can place myself anywhere in space or time. I can summon the dead. I can perceive events on other worlds, in my deepest inner mind, & in the minds of others. I can I am
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.
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it's usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.
I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just...in between.
I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
For the Warrior of Light there is no such thing as an impossible love. He is not intimidated by silence, indifference or rejection. He knows that, behind the mask of ice that people wear, there beats a heart of fire. Without love, he is nothing.
When he was young, he had thought love had something to do with understanding, but with age he knew that no human being understood another. Love was the wish to understand, and presently with constant failure the wish died, and love died too perhaps or changed into this painful affection, loyalty, pity.
I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him. And I had always loved him, hadn't I, no matter what happened, and how strong could love grow if you had eternity to nourish it, and it took only these few moments in time to renew its momentum, its heat? -Lestat
Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us less of love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.
I wish I had died before I ever loved anyone but her.
There are very few people who are not ashamed of having been in love when they no longer love each other.
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