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The world becomes an apparently infinite, yet possibly finite, card game. Image combinations, permutations, comprise the world game.

Jim Morrison

The world becomes an apparently infinite, yet possibly finite, card game. Image combinations, permutations, comprise the world game.
JIM MORRISON

Card Combination Games Image Infinite Permutation Play
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.
JIM MORRISON

Comfortable Consciously Enjoy Guileless Little Play Sin Vibration
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 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
We are content in the ‘given’ in sensation’s quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
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Body Content Dancing Dark Eye Mad Metamorphosised Sensitive
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down
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Earth Fair Plundered Ravaged Ripped
The world we suggest is a new wild west. A sensuous evil world. Strange and haunting, the path of the sun.
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Evil Haunting Path Suggest Sun West Wild World
We could plan a murder Or start a religion.
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Murder Plan Planning Religion Start
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
All games contain the idea of death.
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All Contain Death Game Idea
I want to feel what it’s like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don’t want to miss it
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Feel Going Happen Smell Taste Want
Take it easy baby, take it as it comes – specialize in having fun!
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Baby Come Easy Fun Having Specialize
The gate is straight, Deep and wide, Break on through to the other side…
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Break Deep Gate Side Straight Wide
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.
JIM MORRISON

Everybody Freedom Instant Man Most Possess Precious Sacred Thing
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
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.
JIM MORRISON

Freedom Guileless Kind Love Ourselves Vanity

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