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I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.

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Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
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Inside Mental Outside Physical Rather Reach
The gate is straight, Deep and wide, Break on through to the other side…
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Break Deep Gate Side Straight Wide
That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is..
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Amount Letting Love People Person Pretend Real Self Worth You
They grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are.
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Attached Chain Forget Grow Mask Really
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
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
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Angel Claw Death Ravens Shoulder Smooth Wing
The time to hesitate is through no time to wallowin the mire Try now we can only lose and our love become a funeral pyre
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Become Funeral Hesitate Love Mire Our Time Trying
I like to let each thing happen – direct it a little consciously, maybe – but just kind of follow the vibrations I get in each particular circumstance.
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Comfortable Consciously Enjoy Guileless Little Play Sin Vibration
How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio.
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Afraid Deal Feel Pain People Wake
Actually I don’t remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.
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Actually Black Born Funny Happened Music Nightlife Out
Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.
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Alchemy Cinema Erotic Heir Last Science
Death Makes Angels of us all.
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Angel Death Everywhere Make Us
Is everybody in?… Is everybody in?… Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin…
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Began Ceremony Evening Everybody May Program World
All games contain the idea of death.
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All Contain Death Game Idea
Man, I’m sick of doubt.
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Allergy Doubt Lost Men Mind Sick
Maybe primitive people have less bullshit to let go of, to give up.
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Bullshit Everything Giving Go Letting People Person Primitive Up Willing
Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I’ll give you love unfolding.
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Dream Emerald Inspirational Love Song Unfolding
The future is uncertain but the end is always near.
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End Future Near Time Uncertain
There are subtle ways to punish a person for daring to feel. You see that everyone around you has destroyed his true feeling nature. You imitate what you see.
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Daring Destroy Everyone Feel Feeling Nature Person Punish Subtle
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
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
Nobody would stay interested in me if I was normal
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Interest Nobody Normal Stay
Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.
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Drama Freeway Giving Passing Travel
No one here gets out alive.
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Alive Death Get Life No One Out
A moving or movement away from a station A waving away from a waving a motion Amazement a moment amazing a waving
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Amazement Amazing Moment Motion Movement Moving Station Travel Waving
The Night is young & full of rest I can’t describe the way she’s dress’d She’ll pander to some strange requests Anything that you suggest Anything to please her guest.
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Dress Full Guest Night Pander Request Rest Strange
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

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