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Twentieth-century culture’s disease is the inability to feel their reality.

Jim Morrison

Obviously that can only work at moments. It can’t be a lasting thing.
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Lasting Moment Obviously Thing Work
Los Angeles is a city looking for a ritual to join its fragments, and The Doors are looking for such a ritual also.
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Angel City Door Fragment Join Kind Look Ritual
Sometimes we worked out in Venice, looking at the surf. We were together a lot and it was good times for all of us. Acid, sun, friends, the ocean, and poetry and music.
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Country Good Sometimes Surf Time Together Work
Jealousy we understood and thought natural–a desire to have what somebody else had; but envy was a strange, new feeling for us.
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Desire Jealously Natural Somebody Strange Understood
That unknown was once very well known. It’s where our souls belong….
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Belong Known Soul Unknown Very Well
I think that phrase is the most horrible phrase in the English language – ‘I don’t know.’ It’s terribly embarrassing.
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Embracing English Horrible Language Phrases Thinking
I’ve always thought comparisons were useless and ugly. It is a short cut to thinking.
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Always Comparision Cutting Thinking Ugly Useless
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day! The day’s divinity! First thing you see!!
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Choose Day Divinity First See Sign
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. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.
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Death Hurt Life More Pain People Point Strange
You live you die and death not ends it.
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Death Die Ends Feel Live
Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
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Blood Mysterious Rose Union
The grand highway is crowded w/lovers & searchers & leavers so eager to please & forget. Wilderness.
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Crowded Eager Forget Grand Highway Lover Search Wilderness
There are images I need to complete my own reality.
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My Own Needs Reality
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
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
People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit
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Afraid Feeling Great Love Most Pain Reality

Twentieth-century culture’s disease is the inability to feel their reality.

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