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Week 32 (Monday 5:32am): John Lemke - The Unwinding

Although this song does not have any lyrics, it is literally the auditory representation of my mind since late May until now, and probably for the near forthcoming time. Settled, however, I can also certainly say that soon, hopefully and finally, I will be able to write again. I miss writing and my mind has literally been a battleground between emotions and rationale and a testing ground for extraversion and introversion. This war is getting to an end; where ambassadors from both worlds have agreed to share mutual interests and form a new world coalition - to fight a common enemy in a new front. If you follow what I am saying, it is that I destroyed my old torn out self in order to create a new me. We just need to refine some of our mutual conditions. I won’t explain further from this point on. This is a weird mix between my personal written entries and my new “Weekly Vibes” section on my blog, so check them out if you wish. Lately my personal tag has been photos and stupid things. Up to you! Goodnight, guys and girls.

“There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder.”

“Farewell to you my love, I'm closing my eyes. You'll let go this cold, cold hand in time. This chain around your neck must carry my stone. So I can feel your heart beat against my own. This veil will hide my voice from you and I'm Not sure how I'll talk to you but Know while you lie sleeping I'll be speaking my truths. Be near me always, I don't know where I'll go but I will tell you my stories. On this ocean I'm rolling a wave away from you but We will roll into each other some day. For a ripple on the water I'll pray. You will lose my face, even closing your eyes. I have gone from skin to earth to tree against the sky. The storms may harm our blossom. We call for the sun. And though the rain still pours, we know she'll come in good time. Oh silver lining you are hard to see, When her face it fades away from me. But I know while she lies sleeping We are dreaming the same dreams. For she is near me always telling me where to go. She listens to my stories. She has this funny notion that tears the tears from me but I will dry her pretty eyes some day. For a ripple on the water I'll pray. And I know that I will find her by the tremors left behind her, For with each ripple on the water She prays.”

Welcome Friday with good vibes guys!

This is a great song you guys.

“Still don't know what I was waitin' for And my time was runnin' wild A million dead end streets and Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But I've never caught a glimpse of How the others must see the faker I'm much too fast to take that test”

Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get where I belong I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe Stop sending letters Letters always get burned It's not like the movies They fed us on little white lies I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I will see you in the next life”