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This post was inspired by the song “Gimme Some Lovin'” from the band Traffic. The traffic on my blog disappeared and it’s getting me sick and tired.

It’s been one year since I started that blog. The first 3 months I saw my traffic rise and the interest in that blog grow. The 4th month the traffic decreased but people coming to the blog were still reading the words of love and intensity. Suddenly, for 4 months, there was a blackout.

In June, I decided to continue and write posts. Some traffic came back with posts about love, justice, and the environment but it seems my readers are not loyal. I don’t know why though; maybe they are just confused about what I’m writing because a friend deemed it very dark.

I didn’t mean to turn you on or off but those tire tracks all across my back and the fun people had messing me up should not go down in history as another missed opportunity for peace on Earth and end of war. We need to make the Earth a better place if we want to go to space. And going to space will inevitably trigger changes here on Earth.

I want to go to Myanmar in the morning, in Peru in the afternoon and go have a drink and listen to some music in Paris or Beirut in the evening.

Take It Easy, The Place Is Hot

When I’m lost in that wonderful place where I’m wondering what’s going on, I like to turn to music for a clue. That’s why I had 2 songs on my mind at the time of writing and settled for the one above.

It seems the drop in traffic can only happen if I have readers. With no readers, there is no drop in traffic. If I have readers, this means the place is hot. This means the content on that blog is touching people’s heart. And this comes as no surprise because I’m one the most experienced person still alive.

Jealous and suspicious minds they’re talking; they’re trying to show that this blog should not be one of the best blogs ever. I had a post on how to deal with PTSD, very well researched and musically inspired. But 2 people decided to deem it a bad article and rated it 1 star.

Do You Want Some More?

Love is a drug and we need to score. My cousin thought my posts were too long and they didn’t read it (tl;dr). The truth is, at first, she thought it was nice and she loved how I played on words. Feelings are intense and words are not trivial.

Do you want to hear a little secret? It won’t make you dizzy but it might help you dignify your life. I have a code that will set you free. The eye of the tiger is still looking at you and you’re wondering why.

I can’t explain this drop in traffic and how it’s making me miserable. But again, marriage is the first cause of divorce. Sometimes, you end up married with some people without really knowing it. The minute you realize you were married (meaning you were supposed to be allies), you understand the importance of fidelity.

If I were married to a song, I would swear to be loyal to her. But only time can reveal which song were allies and which weren’t. For example, take the song: How The West Was Won (And Where It Got Us) by REM. I guess the name of the song is enough to rearrange your mind.

Crazy Day, You Drink The Night Away

I have a dream I want to talk about: let’s give up hatred and love for sale and let’s look at the stars. Jealousy is a severe and cruel mistress: feelings of sadness, anger, disgust, and frustration. That kind of cocktail could make a man or a woman look stupid.

If you know what love means, then you know you can feel helpless sometimes with the intensity of your feelings. I guess learning to remain in a habitable zone is a nice achievement; otherwise, you could become homeless and end up in the street all day and all night.

The street is a nice experience but, in the long run, the only solution we have is learning to relax and be in control. If you can achieve that, you will find associates and partners. Lately, I had a eureka moment, an antidote to all problems: you should answer the question “what will happen next?”.

Marriage is the first cause of divorce; having readers is the first cause of drop in traffic. Deduction skills will help even though we know the score: take it easy, the place is hot and everybody wonders what will happen next.

[Verse 1] Well, my temperature is rising, got my feet on the floor
Crazy people rocking cause they want to go more
Let me in baby, I don’t know what you got
But you better take it easy cause this place is hot

[Chorus] And I’m so glad you made it, so glad you made it
You got to gimme some lovin’ (gimme, gimme some lovin’)
Gimme some lovin’ (gimme, gimme some lovin’)
Gimme some lovin’ everyday

[Verse 2] Well, I feel so good, everything’s getting high
You better take it easy cause the place is on fire
Been a hard day and I had no work to do
Wait a minute baby, let it happen to you

And I’m so glad you made it, so glad you made it
You got to gimme some lovin’ (gimme, gimme some lovin’)
Gimme some lovin’ (gimme, gimme some lovin’)
Gimme some lovin’ everyday

[Verse 3] Well, I feel so good, everything’s getting high
You better take it easy cause the place is on fire
Been a hard day, nothing went too good
Now I’m gonna relax, buddy everybody should

And I’m so glad you made it, so glad you made it
You got to gimme some lovin’ (gimme, gimme some lovin’)
Gimme some lovin’ (gimme, gimme some lovin’)
Gimme some lovin’ everyday

Gimme, gimme, gimme some of your lovin’, baby
You know I need it so bad
Gimme some of your lovin’, baby

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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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