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Someday, who knows, we might conquer death, disease and war.

Jim Morrison

There’s the know. And there’s the unknown. And what separates the two is the door, and that’s what i wanta be. Ahh wanna be th’ dooooooooorrr…
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Allow Desire Door Hope Know Separate Two
Everybody insists that freedom is what they want the most, the most sacred and precious thing a man can possess. But that’s bullshit! People are terrified to be set free – they hold on to their chains.
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Everybody Freedom Instant Man Most Possess Precious Sacred Thing
I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps “Oh look at that!” Then – whoosh, and I’m gone… and they’ll never see anything like it ever again… and they won’t be able to forget me – ever.
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Everyone Fiery Gone Huge Look Look Gasp Shooting Star Stop
Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.
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Dying Feast New Promise Vine Wine
All your soft wild promises were words, birds, endlessly in flight.
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Bird Endlessly Flight Promise Soft Wild
Obviously that can only work at moments. It can’t be a lasting thing.
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Lasting Moment Obviously Thing Work
We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.
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Fear Pain Personal Private Scary Solitary Terrifying Violence
Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous
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Dangerous Disturbing Feeling Hurt Love Pain People Taught
You get to love your pretense…It’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act…
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Act Getting Image Locked Love Pretense
We’re reaching for death on the end of a candle We’re trying for something that’s already found us
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Cancel Death End Found Reaching Song Trying
I wonder why people like to believe I’m high all the time. I guess . . . maybe they think someone else can take their trip for them.
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Believe Guess High People Someone Think Thinking Time
Being drunk is a good disguise. I drink so I can talk to assholes. This includes me.
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Asshole Disguise Drink Drunk Good Talk
Blake said that the body was the soul’s prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the ‘windows of the soul.’
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Blake Body Consider Developed Love Open Sense Sex Soul
Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
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Blood Mysterious Rose Union
We felt comfortable in our skins, enjoyed the news that our senses released to us, admired our dirt, cultivated our scars, and could not comprehend this unworthiness.
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Freedom Guileless Kind Love Ourselves Vanity
Man, I’m sick of doubt.
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Allergy Doubt Lost Men Mind Sick

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