Just Tryin' To Help You Out

Human brain, human mind. We have millions of chemically related neurotransmitters entangled with one another. We have intractable beliefs, evolutionarily designed desires, and meticulously sensed perceptions.

Help! My central nervous system has been hijacked. This is rare for me.

It's like a glitch in my brain, a broken record in my mind. A song called Hamoa Beach by Gomez is stuck between my ears.

I'm not really complaining. It's a great song. But what's going on?

That's just the fear talking
That just the fear talking
That's just the fear

Don't let it take you
Like it nearly took me, fear
Don't let it fool you
Like it nearly fooled me, fear

Remember the good old days
But love is like a dragonfly
So beautiful, it will die
And disappear before your eyes
I'm no philosopher
I am no poet
I'm just trying to help you out

Don't let it fool you
Like it nearly fooled me, fear
Don't let it take you
Like it nearly took me

http://www.last.fm/music/Gomez/_/Hamoa+Beach

I've made a choice not to consider why the italicized lyrics are running through my subsoncious like a treadmill belt. I've acknowledged and appreciated them: here is my new life motto.

Conscious mental note. You already contain answers about yourself.