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I was talking about the importance of warming up. Now, I will give away the key to good health. I think everyone will agree that this might be an interesting topic. A honest signal is something that strengthens: with others and within yourself.

One More Cup of Coffee

The immune system can malfunction by being excessive or insufficient. An immunocompromised person may be particularly vulnerable to opportunistic infections. And it starts with the heart: too much or not enough are both dangerous for health.

According to Oriental medicine, this is a key ingredient in living a happy life. Maybe people who have cancer (perhaps) wonder how they fell ill? In autoimmune disorders, you make a mistake and direct your aggressivity towards yourself. As if that mathematics problem was too hard.

Because you do not have the fundamentals, you experience a migraine farmer. The conclusion is that the basis of good health is justice, and that implies to work hard. “The essence of poverty is that it tends to annihilate the future” (George Orwell, 1903 – 1950).

Bittersweet Symphony

“Honesty” is a song by American singer and songwriter Billy Joel. Columbia Records released the song as the third single from his sixth studio album 52nd Street (1978). The song was solely written by Joel, while production was handled by Phil Ramone.

It received mostly positive reviews from music critics, who generally praised its lyrics and piano instrumentation. It also received comparisons to other songs by Joel.

“Honesty” peaked at number twenty-four on the US Billboard Hot 100 chart, becoming the album’s third consecutive top forty hit. It went to Number 1 in France (some coincidences are troubling). This song makes the case that truth is harder to find than love.

Joel sings about how he can find someone to comfort him with promises, but honesty is far more rare. When Joel started writing this song, he started with the title “Home Again,” but was looking for something more appropriate.

At his Howard Stern town hall appearance in 2014, he explained: “I didn’t have a lyric for it, so my drummer started to sing ‘sodomy’ – ‘sodomy… such a lonely word.’ So I had to come up with some lyrics fast.” Beyoncé recorded this song in 2008.

The song is a piano ballad with synthesizer embellishments. It opens with “sad and tender” piano chords. According to Ken Bielen in his book The Words and Music of Billy Joel, Liberty DeVitto’s drums and cymbal crashes, remind listeners that “the track is a predecessor of the power ballads of the 1980s and 1990s”. It talks about the inherent lack of honesty even in the closest of relationships.

Superficial

Orwell, was an English novelist, essayist, journalist, and critic. His work is marked by lucid prose, awareness of social injustice, opposition to totalitarianism, and outspoken support of democratic socialism. Orwell wrote literary criticism, poetry, fiction, and polemical journalism.

The key to motivation is determining objectives, like 3 coffees and an apple a day. Hygiene must be constant because your identity and dignity will not be able to face future challenges. A perfect body and a perfect face is just around the corner.

Don’t skip the part about love: when you’re in love, you have a tendency to regress. It seems so silly, but if justice can help keep your head above hell and highwater, then it is a good thing.

People who have faced wars will have to handle monstrous love. There is no problem in being a puppet, except when identity and dignity are at stake. If fantasy and imagination is about compromise, then make sure to proceed by elimination.

An example would be: if that blog doesn’t take off, then I know the problem is marketing. When I was a child, I went to Paris to escape the war in Lebanon. But we had to face a new challenge: teenage years. A teenager in Paris doesn’t know a thing about war.

I was told to send rice in Somalia because they had nutrition problems there. But nobody cared about my troubles, except the troublemakers. One man came to justify that horrible thing: in the name of competition.

Usually, rivalry and vengeance are important matters and people who face a lot of troubles and pressure wonder why. My answer to that mess was perfect, but in the long run they gave me malaria.

Yes, I caught malaria because of spies, and I forgot everything I learned: Dangerous Liaisons is a French epistolary novel by Pierre Choderlos de Laclos, published in 1782. What happens to those people playing the lonely game without knowing the rules?

Hips Don’t Lie

I wanna quit cigarette. Sometimes it’s hard to quit, sometimes it’s hard to start! I will realise that I won’t be able to pause like I did, look cool and detached from my environment.

I do not count myself among you, crazy old people. I stood accused of the things I didn’t say and when winter came to town I thought: what the hell, in Lebanon I have 300 days of sun. By the way, winter is good because otherwise there would be no summer.

Here in Paris everything is gray: the sidewalk, the buildings and the hearts. North of Paris, they have the decency to have red buildings with bricks. But, since Haussman (19th century), Paris became a place where artists flourish, like in Seattle.

Wonder how the hell did they produce so much arrogance and complaining? Maybe innocence and hysteria? Hysteria was renamed as conversion disorder, as if you didn’t what to do with that bath of fire.

They say the Mediterranean regime is good for the heart, but watch out for the Paris regime: if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere! Until you get a serious illness like being watched 24/7 and taking tranquillisers to soothe the emotions that will save your life.

Bet the doctor will be delighted: he bought a Porsche 911 thanks to my money. I’m a bit overreacting now, but the pain is debilitating. Once, I managed to dignify it but now I’m just wondering why I had to experience that.

The identity of my torturer is starting to become clear: rip off the mask and let’s see what injury caused such a mess and abuse. Make it factual: ripples in the curvature of spacetime.

Need You Tonight

Am I being excessively disappointed by Paris? Did Paris leave a bad taste in my mouth? I mean you can’t have war, money of war and the warrior, right? Last time I was sober, a police officer took care of me and said: your girlfriends are very pretty and then he gave me a heavy dose of a tranquilliser.

He did it again! It’s nice to have friends in the police: I can testify. Now, walk in your mother’s shoes and join the police. Something about my experience that makes me sweat.

My boss was named Casimir (won’t specify his surname though), as if he was a nice giant on French TV. He was a criminal, exploiting a number of workers, completely ignoring politics and geopolitics.

A heart obsessed with profit and possessivity. When my legs were going to explode, all he did was ask me to talk more. More and more. Until his clients become his servant.

There’s something about consulting that is pervert. It’s cool to discover lots of companies and be flexible. Except in the banking industry: in a word or two, not your brain, your heart, you fool. What a sexy motha fucka!

High Hopes

Did I match your expectations by revealing the secret? Who are those men of lust, greed and glory? Sorry, this wasn’t the secret. The secret was that being excessive or insufficient turns people into fragile human beings.

That’s why justice is important, and it might be a question of point of view. I was a fan of the Phoenix Suns at some point in my life and their medical staff had a reputation of being the most competent in the NBA.

What I read was that, in a nutshell, when you have a disease, you have a tendency to compensate (another clue about health). I miss the Earth, I miss my wife. When I take a look around, my girlfriend is gone (but not the ground floor experience) and the crowd is gone.

I try to listen carefully to the sound of my loneliness. They tortured me! And while this can be a good thing for that blog, I’m sick and tired of those relationships issues. Might be the dura mater, or the doors of the perception.

I witnessed so much coup d’état that I want to do one myself, like Penny Hardaway. Needless to say that basketball player never found a team again. When you are not happy, what should you do?

Back to Front

I will do like Michels then, Michels Jordan. I will go play baseball for 2 or 3 years and then, by 2020, the headlines will be: “I’m back”. Maybe the truth is I never left you.

Sounds cosmic but I just can’t stand the pleasure: 16 years of persecution and I met a lot of odd people in that line of work. Treachery and treason, there was no excuse because they made sure to remain clandestine.

To be quite honest, I couldn’t believe this was happening in Paris. I gave everything to Paris, my childhood, my teenage years, my student years and much more. I guess it’s time for me to go back to my roots, and substract insult from injury.

I know I have to protect my neck, or maybe my shoulders (shneck pain, because from a nervous perspective, the neural pathways are related). It seems the nervous system controls everything in your body. Along with the hormonal system, they are responsible for regulating humans.

Does it makes sense to simplify? Yes, it makes sense because I have social proof. If you liked that secret, make sure to go to my about page or like my fan page (tt will help me circulate my blog).

Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You

Awful moments of putrefaction. The Cold War or naive songs are a heavy cross. Mistakes cost a lot; in fact everyday you feel like you’re going to die. Is it survivor’s guilt?

Thunder only happens when it’s raining. It’s the same old game but the angle is different: there is no usual suspects. Imbalance of the heart, excessive or insufficient immune response, is something to be avoided.

I wonder why we have speed limits? Driving at 50 kms an hour helps regulate traffic. Not 30, not 70: must be a reason why I’m king of my castle. No one comes up here without a damn good reason.

It’s not surprising that your guardian angel is the foremost suspect in your underachieving life. Will security kill the human race? Will room for error help us return the potential of the people?

If you liked that post or more generally my blog, don’t forget to go to my about page for details on “like, share, comment and donate”. In other words, this sounds serious and I might give up before being seriously injured by sailing into the mystic.

If you search for tenderness
It isn’t hard to find
You can have the love you need to live
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind
It always seems to be so hard to give

Honesty is such a lonely word
Everyone is so untrue
Honesty is hardly ever heard
And mostly what I need from you

I can always find someone
To say they sympathize
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve
But I don’t want some pretty face
To tell me pretty lies
All I want is someone to believe

I can find a lover
I can find a friend
I can have security
Until the bitter end
Anyone can comfort me
With promises again
I know, I know

When I’m deep inside of me
Don’t be too concerned
I won’t ask for nothin’ while I’m gone
But when I want sincerity
Tell me where else can I turn
Cause you’re the one that I depend upon

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Written by na1man

I've been listening to music for more than 20 years, trying to get a message in each of the 5000 songs I listened to. I'm interested in all topics (sports, art, science, philosophy, health, travel). I connect the dots with contemporary music. This blog will be the result of more than 20 years of work on humanity (ripples in the curvature of spacetime).

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