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We Could Plan A Murder Or Start A Religion.

O Great Creator Of Being Grant Us One More Hour To Perform Our Art And Perfect Our Lives.

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. You Feel Your Strength In The Experience Of Pain.

Los Angeles Is A City Looking For A Ritual To Join Its Fragments, And The Doors Are Looking For Such A Ritual Also. A Kind Of Electric Wedding. We Hide Ourselves In The Music To Reveal Ourselves.

That’s What Real Love Amounts To - Letting A Person Be What He Really Is....most People Love You For Who You Pretend To Be....to Keep Their Love, You Keep Pretending - Performing. You Get To Love Your Pretense...it’s True, We’re Locked In An Image, An Act - And The Sad Thing Is, People Get So Used To Their Image - They Grow Attached To Their Masks. They Love Their Chains. They Forget All About Who They Really Are. And If You Try To Remind Them, They Hate You For It - They Feel Like You’re Trying To Steal Their Most Precious Possession.