SAGE MUSIC BOOK

Photo credit: Google images I believe in God, not in churches, mosques or shrines. What makes a pastor, an imam or a dibia an expert on the god subject? I mean they are mortal souls like myself, how can they have so much to say like they actually do have an authority on the subject...Nobody really knows how. How we all came to be here, it's all tales and more tales no facts and evidences. But every time I take a breath and exhale, blink my eyes or yawn, I'm reminded that I am a being created by a superior being called God. Photo credit: Google images I believe in love, the beauty of romance and the joy that comes from being in a relationship and having someone you call yours. But what's the principles of dating someone that can be applied to all relationships in order to make it work out? What that sure strategy to achieve the desired results? Nobody really knows how... How we fall in love, how to nurture love to maturity, how to make our love bear fruits.

Photo credit: Google images I fell light-headed like I'm going to faint and hit the floor. This really can't be happening to me. I mean i've heard people talk about stuff like this before, but I never figured it'll happen to me... How long will it take to overcome? What must I do to conquer? How did it all get so messed up and twisted? *sigh*. Photo credit: Google images I lost myself, the pathway closed. I lost my way, I lost my mind, I lost my position, a stranger to become. I could have died, death could be mercy, I could have conceded but instead I fought to rise above it all, banging my head against the wall figuring out my next three moves. Photo credit: Google images I see the light, I'm out of the tunnel. I gaze at the clouds, they are dark no longer. It's going to be better days. I'm finally free. Here's a link to download David guetta, featuring Sia and fetty WAP singing "bang my head", enjoy. Photo credit:

Photo credit: Google images I guess I need to apologise for not being enough, my inadequacies being my worst asset. Heaven! People would always speculate about, love they never seem to stop dreaming about and loss no one ever wishes upon himself. Photo credit: Google images Relations strained, talk about it they'd say. Communication is the first step to resolving the disagreement... I close my eyes and think of everything I could have said, reasons I could make up to explain myself, but like a nightmare just before waking up, my dreams has been cut short and my baby no more mine. Photo credit: Google images Is this pain I feel real? Or is it just my mind manipulating me. I see no wounds, no cuts or scratches, I feel like i've been stabbed but there's no bleeding, i'm wounded without a trace on the point of my injuries... Its all in my head, everything I ever imagined, every hope for a future dead. Still I see it clearly. I still love her, I can never

Photo credit: Google images Opening my eyes to a picture of white lights, my brain grasping at the reality of what appears before my sight. I see green and bricks, metal and blinking lights. Tubes from a little pole which holds two transparent plastic bags containing some sort of liquid. My brain tells me I'm in a hospital but I can't explain what a hospital really is or why I find myself lying down in one.... Photo credit: Google images I am told that what I find myself suffering from is called amnesia, some bits of my memories has some how gotten wiped off. And recovery is on probability, no one can say when for certain. Photo credit: Google images How did i come to be in this condition everyone keeps asking and i myself keep wondering. But one song keeps playing in my head and it seems to have everything to do with my condition. Photo credit: Google images The song I'm told was sung by 5 seconds of summer and its titled "Amnesia"

Photo credit: Google images The funny thing about being the underdog is that people just keep underestimating your capabilities never expecting that one day the tables would turn and little boy puppy would be a grown ass carnivorous animal, steady hungry and on the prowl for prey. Photo credit: Google images Brain juice reproducing at the speed of light just cuz of the way it gets exhausted when we do the thinking and plotting. Little of everything, spikes the nerves to be on wild alert. Photo credit: Google images And just in case you've got no idea what we about here's Maleek Berry singing "On fire" to tell you all about it. Download and enjoy. Photo credit: Google images PLEASE BE SOCIABLE: LIKE, FOLLOW AND SHARE OUR POSTS Tweet Follow @SAGE_BEATS

Photo credit: Google images So we wonder almost every time what the purpose for our existence might be and day after day it seems like even the ones who claim to know the answers are still asking the same questions. Photo credit: Google images Do you believe in God? What really were you created to achieve? I hear people preaching about Paradise after death has come to snatch our life force, while others preach of a Paradise while on earth "heaven on earth" they say. Photo credit: Google images Say a prayer, have faith and hope to be answered. Go to churches, mosques, shrines, mountains, streams, forests or whichever other source your powers may come from. Puff a joint if it helps, get drunk, go for a ride, take a walk, do whatever helps you to stay sane because it's all really about your state of mind. Being sane helps a lot. Photo credit: Google images It pays to believe in something, God, Allah, The almighty Shiva, Vishnu and Shakti but hav