Door Knockers🚪

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    1. They’re to let defending armies out,
      and keep the barbarian armies from
      coming in. As long as they remember to
      lock the darn things all the invaders can
      do is keep on knocking at them doors, Jan 😎

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    1. I have to say Tanmay, in response
      my only suggestion was to play
      ‘Knock Knock Who’s There’ 🎶
      by Mary Hopkins. But then, I fear,
      some would find it rather queer? 🤔🕶️
      Bugger the knockers!
      … I’ll play it anyway 😎

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    1. In my head there’s a Cheech & Chong
      recording saying “Dave’s not here, Man!”
      But so far I’ve never gone to that
      ‘Elsewhere Bar’ no matter how thirsty.
      They should put up a commemorative
      plaque where my bed use to be, as that
      bar is located in my childhood abode
      just down the road in Desolation Row.
      Thanks for frequenting, Mitch 😎

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      1. Yes, I’m a child of ‘The Great Leap
        Backwards’, where you had to start
        swimming or you’d sink into a deep
        stone, with Cheech & Chong there
        to provide an all round education 😵‍💫🕶️

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  1. Beautiful doors and amazing perspectives ….
    Thanks for sharing this excellent post.
    If the doors of perception were
    cleansed 🌊🚪 everything would
    appear to man as it is, infinite ♾️”
    ~ William Blake

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    1. Aldous Huxley suggested much the
      same thing, if I remember correctly.
      But be sure to leave the door ajar,
      and cross the threshold cautiously.
      Not every doorway leads to Valhalla,
      Shangri-La, or Nirvana for that matter.

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  2. It’s a world so used to places you’re not supposed to go in,
    and places you’re not to leave until you’re told,
    and passwords and combinations…

    it’s now so easy to miss the joy of passing from place to place,
    of exploring the textures which shift from one side of the road to the other…
    looking up and seeing the “wow” staring back.

    So easy to turn the magic off, until suddenly there is a neon sign over what was once your waterhole, your star-fuelled waterfall, and the jumping-off point for a small galaxy of secret migrations has become a place of forgetting.

    Doors… our way out into the astounding.

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    1. Thanks for crossing the threshold
      and refreshing the perception of this
      wide open comments section 🙏😎

      In a world broken by the tragic
      many forget all about the magic
      closing their ears to the poetic
      closing their hearts to the romantic
      closing their minds to the mystery
      Life is a privilege
      when touched by heavenly love
      and should always be
      a perpetual celebration
      rich in celestial revelation
      with imagination
      the God given key 🗝️
      free from the weight of hate
      and the heavy hand of fate
      that has driven human history
      to a state of abject misery
      where doors are bolted shut
      with fearfulness from the madness
      of mindless hostility

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