The daily life we perceive with our 5 senses is not reality.

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Excatly what it is.

. the naming of things .

Morning Song.

I like your sunday personality better.
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surprise +

I love Katherine kayak kannoli kake & Melissa glow stickin' Agost.

new times.

. Village Drunks .

. Brooklyn Nights, Brooklyn Lights .

. Liba x Aries .

. Minor Detours with Pj & Steve .

. Bathroom Babble .

. a good time .

                                                                   . Happy Birthday Pj .

                                                                      . I adore this .

                                                               . Kat v.s. Home Alone .

                                                                . I'm blaming Steve .

. He came to the darkside .

. Failed attempts by Steve .

. Abusing the use of Steve's Flavored Toothpicks .

. Want .

. Melissa is not impressed .

                                                               . a smile in disguise! .

The Doors of Perception

MR. MOJO RISING; JIM MORRISON.

Tonight PBS aired the new Doors movie "When You're Strange." Impressed. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Jim, to me, is ingenious. Nothing comes remotely close to the movement of this band. The film made me remember why I loved them in the first place and basically re-birthed my outlook of them, their sound, what they stand for, the musical aspect in a whole new light. A way in which I thought I couldn't develop more in depth than I already felt. A lyrical Genius, an intelligent lover, a brilliant artist and a maker of a rather good beard..MMM!



http://www.pbs.org/wnet/americanmasters/episodes/when-youre-strange-a-film-about-the-doors/about-the-film/1543/

"This much is true, you can't burn out...if you aren't on fire."

. to wrap my mind around, i could not .

He past is a grotesque animal and in it's eyes you see


How completely wrong you can be

The sun is out it melts the snow that fell yesterday makes you wonder why it

bothered

I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met who could appreciate george

bataille

Standing at swedish festival discussing the "story of the eye"

It's so embarrassing to need someone like I do you

How can I explain I need you here and not here too

I'm flunking out I'm gone I'm just gone but at least I author my own disaster

Performance breakdown and I don't want to hear it

I'm just not available things could be different but they're not

The mousy girl screams violence violence she gets hysterical

Cause they're both so mean and it's my favorite scene

But the cruelty's so predictable it makes you sad on the stage

Though our love project has so much potential but it's like we weren't made for


this world

Though I wouldn't really want to meet someone who was

Do I have to scream in your face?

I've been dodging lamps and vegetables

Throw it all in my face I don't care

Let's just have some fun

Let's tear this shit apart

Let's tear the fucking house apart

Let's tear our fucking bodies apart but let's just have some fun

Somehow you've red rovered the gestapo circling my heart

And nothing can defeat you no death no ugly world

You've lived so brightly you've altered everything

I find myself searching for oldselves

While speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells

I've played the unraveler the parhelion

But even Apocalypse is fleeting

There's no death no ugly world

Sometimes I wonder if you're mythologizing me like I do you

We want our film to be beautiful not realistic

Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams

And you can betray me but teach me something wonderful

Crown my head crowd my head with your lilting effects

Project your fears onto me

I need to view them

See there's nothing to them

I promise you there's nothing to them

I'm so touched by your goodness you make me feel so criminal

How do you keep it together? I'm all all unraveled

But you know no matter where we are

We're always touching by underground wires

I've explored you with the detachment of an analyst

But most nights we've raided the same kingdoms

And none of our secrets are physical now.

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this will forever raise the hair on my arms.
this will forever make me get lost within the lyrics.
this is my thought process & every line is better than the last.

Constant Consistency

. a days worth; I learned nothing.
. Lastnight; I learned the most.