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Jim Morrison (via simba-oh-nine)What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Is it music?
We can play music.
But you want more.
You want something & someone new.
Am I right?
Of course I am.
You want ecstasy
Desire & dreams.
Things not exactly what they seem.
I lead you this way, he pulls that way.
I’m not singing to an imaginary girl.
I’m talking to you, my self.
Let’s recreate the world.
The palace of conception is burning.Look. See it burn.
Bask in the warm hot coals.You’re too young to be old
You don’t need to be told
You want to see things as they are.
You know exactly what I do
Everything’
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What does one desire. A partner. A freewheeling moon. Or perhaps to hear again as one heard as a child. A music- curious, optimistic, as plain as the elusive call of the reel permeating a summer night. Expanding squares of laughter and delight. Everyone dancing, just dancing.Patti Smith, Woolgathering (via puppetcircus)
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