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A Man of Wealth and Taste
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Out there somewhere beyond the doors of perception
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A Little Taste Of Madness
Tonight let us indulge in the temptation of the moth to be consumed by the flame....to taste the dark side of madness.. We start with a solemn prayer in supplication of God and move to muzak and when.... the Monk bought lunch....
Something more obsessed, something more driven ,something more primeval...happens. We cross the line.. over to the other side and into madness......can you hear it, can you hear it.... the shamans call beckons you to come over to the other side ... .the dark primeval rhythms overwhelm the senses consuming the will till you are driven to dance on fire through the night...the lights are getting brighter, the radio is moaning... calling to the dogs, calling to the dogs calling on the gods..got to meet me.. at the edge of town... and when all else fails we can whip the horses eyes... YouTube - The Doors - The Soft Parade Live at PBS Critique (23-5-1969) music video
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Sounds like you are having a good evening Tabs, but remmember no playing with guns.
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Location: Hamburg & Vancouver
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Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore The Man is at the door —when the boy was on, he was really on...
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