"The man who comes through the Door in the Wall will never quite be the same as the man who went out" - Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception/Heaven & Hell.
Huxley's tome is the inspiration behind The Doors own moniker. Which brings me to the posting; me thought it highly appropriate that given the events of this morning that me include a vid of The Doors playing 'The End' (Live at The Isle of Wight 1970), most of us will be feeling all full of fooking doom and a real sense of the apocalypse swallowing us.
"This is The End . . . of all elaborate plans . . . of our final stand . . . The End . . ."
Sure fooking feels that way rite now, Jimbo.
ps: In the book, Huxley advocates the use of mescalin/peyote/LSD as mind & soul-enriching experiences. (In 1953 no less!!! Far out dude!!!)
pps: Please take the time to check the brooding blood red video above. Fooking captures me mood today perfectly.