It makes me very sad when beautiful artists die, especially artists from a time past that I want to remain alive. The Doors are a part of that time. Recently, a friend of mine told me a story about a woman who is convinced that Jim Morrison is still alive. Now, while I don't know that I am sold on this story, I like to believe it is true. I want to believe that his spirit walks among us. I want his energy to still exist. Not that death signifies the death of energy, but still, I like the idea that Jim remains alive.
Ray Manzarek fits into that same category. I want his energy to forever live on this planet. Though, his death does not mean it no longer exists it has simply changed forms. His death signifies a death of a certain time and phase, but his music will always live on. And his spirit will morph. Death does not mean the end rather it means change.
The Doors have always held a special place in my heart. I first started listening to them when I was 17. I was living in the college dorms, drinking WAY too much and running around being crazy, which I suppose is normal for any college student, but I had a certain restlessness that needed to be tamed. I took to listening to The Doors to put me at ease. When I told my boyfriend at the time this he said, "You need to do more than just listen to The Doors."
I told him I knew that, but really I didn't. It is sort of embarrassing to think back on my naivete.
My boyfriend was a surfer and he spent his time drawing, surfing, and studying while I spent my time partying. I was emotionally unstable and used alcohol and socializing as a way to avoid my deepest feelings, desires, and fears. I knew I needed to find a deeper center, but at 17 I didn't know how. I was envious of my boyfriend's ability to just be. In the end, I rejected his calm for an elicit mysterious boy who tortured me, but I took The Doors with me. Jim Morrison's voice calmed me. It still does. At the time my favorite Doors song was The End. Today, it is The Crystal Ship.
The Doors slipped me into a state that I knew I needed, but it isn't until today that I can say I have found that center. They were an intregal piece in the journey to my discovering my self and learning to just be. Their music and their words mean so much to me. I am saddened that another piece of their band has slipped from the physcial world, that his energy has changed forms. RIP, Ray Manzarek, my thoughts and prayers are with your soul...