Yin yang, presupposes
the self
The self was thrown
The thrown is there
Opposed to the other
The yin and yang,
The Self asks,
“Ok, I’m yin. What is yang?”
Mind you, this is a stand your ground state
If I don’t like the yang, I can shoot the fuck of it
Compassion is a luxury of surviving
There’s a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin’ like a toad
- The Doors of Perception
I love you for dancing on my grave
I love you
I love you for whatever you do
I existed
And I loved you
I celebrated you
Live long
From first embering from atom to atom
But from afar
An ecstasy of flames
I loved you
And I love you
From here and beyond
And before
The emblem only resolves the truth of my adamancy
Adamcy
I am the Godhead
And I bestow all before me
Regardless of what fore me
I am the devil
- Jim Morrison