Theme 1 of How to Save a Life

Theme 2 from How to Save a Life

Theme 3 from How to Save a Life

A cover of “Once Upon The Seas Of Abyssinia” by Marc Bolan

Once Upon The Seas Of Abyssinia

Do you agree that any chance can be the plan?
Do you believe; and will you take it if you can?
’Cause I can see these stars; they have been written in eyes.
And they will guide me right,
And they will show me to the light.

And that’s why I believe you’re summer.
That’s why I believe my skies are blue.
So I would like to memorize your number,
’Cause I wanna make a call to you.

Through running wind with not a moment passing by.
Like morning rise and shine; I can’t ignore or simplify.
’Cause it’s your wavy hair, your smile,
It’s your eyes; they start the sparks in me.
And it’s your hands demanding to beholding,
And your perfect kiss that sets me free.

And that’s why I believe you’re summer.
That’s why I believe my skies are blue.
So I would like to memorize your number,
’Cause I wanna make a call to you.

Summer (demo)

It’s just a sunny dip into my dreams of yesterday.
A little prayer brings no despair without a care, and on it’s way to you.
A memory whose really just begun,
Like staring out into a morning sun.

I’m just a fence away to memories of shooting stars.
And wishes; they’re still comin’ true, and even as I’m singin’ this to you.
A memory whose really just begun,
Like staring out into a morning sun.

Like lightning through a waterfall, you’re singularly defined.
Exciting to be spoken of and simply divine.
Dance; would you dance with me and let us make a scene,
For when they see you here with me they’ll know..

It’s just a little dream I thought that you might like to hear.
So rest your head on fingertips and close your eyes and hear my lips
They’re for you, a memory whose really just begun,
Like staring out into,
Like I’ll be watchin’ you,
Like waiting up to see the morning sun.

The Morning Sun (demo)

run away with the seas and with me
going with the leaves
in a rush for a touch
wont need much when you make me blush and shine
then we can be young while getting old
they sold us on now
but we need time

i would lose even choose not to move
if it moves the rhyme
just a page or a day
to replay not to change a single line
and they can repay what we've been owed
they sold us a now
but we want time

someones out on a mark
someones out and they're running back to start

i want more time

Time

A tweet inspired some melodies and I wanted to share them.

0:00: From a distance, Tatiana, the song..
1:15: Missed Understanding
1:39: Will we tell us what’s wrong
2:33: Scrolling
3:41: Ten Thousand Feet Above the Zoo and Still the Zoo (aka Twitter)
4:09: What We Do See — Victory!
5:48: Without reserve, Tatiana, the Song!
6:10: You Know Yourself and All the Things Until We Song Again

Tatiana

Feeling up your hot reload, ’cause it’s how you got me.
Deterministic code, and it’s JSX-y.
Hook’n up the useState. I decide my own fate.
Up late. Too late.

NPX CREATE HEART ACHE.

Oh, I’m achin’.

Now I understand why they call it reconciliation.

Tryna get a page right on my website,
But I’m feeling kinda like I’m bleeding.
This is not infraction. It’s interaction,
But it’s taken up all my attention.

I just wanna go back.
Can this be the last time?
I don’t wanna React.

() => Anonymous function all night, til you slap that class back.
Variables they won’t define. But it’s in jest, so it’s all right.
Is my problem Webpack? Promise or a callback?
Polyfill or babel? “Can we blame on agile?”
Stuck at the part when I NPM START
Now it’s drivin’ me loco tryin’ hit my local website.

I’m just tryin’ get my page right,
But I’m feeling kinda like I’m bleeding.
Just the interaction — tiny little fraction —
But it’s taking up all my attention.

I just wanna go back.
Can this be the last time?
I don’t wanna React.

Mr. Unicorn: “Brrrrgh!!!”

Mr Unicorn?
	
Mr. Unicorn: “Behold, a debugging plugin for VSCode!”

... And I’m caffeinated so I can fly ...

Mr. Unicorn: "You can fly.”

        ... I can fly ...

Mr. Unicorn: "You can fly!”

                                ... and we’ll ride ...

Mr. Unicorn: “We’ll ride together! Into production!”

You don’t mess with the best. You’ll be impressed.
Don’t you know? I’m obsessed. Building up my confidence.

Mr Unicorn: “You can do this.”

Yea!

Mr Unicorn: “You can persist.”

First its: imma bust context. useState. useRef. One line. One breath.
Disenthralled, throwing everything at the wall, until I see my call. See me in the brawl.
Imma turn a ternary. Closure orthodoxy. My fight. My byte.
Yea, I set prototype to Proxy.
And nothing can stop me from my elegant flow.
Wait, where’s my console log. Where did it go?

$ Oh, it only showed up in Node.

Mr. Unicorn: “He hadn’t been considering server side rendering. Brrrrgh!”

Still don’t got my page right on my website.
But I’m goin’ live; watch me while I F5.
Auto-completion, voila, hydration.
Static, pragmatic, and DRY’s worth repeatin’.
No satisfaction. I’m losing traction,
Also compassion.
F this abstraction.

I just wanna go back.
Can this be the last time?
Did I say this the last time?

I remember Ember and Angular two point oh, oh, no. Oh, no.

“Guess it’s every time, then.” I see.
“Always something else, then.” Its not technology.
“Guess it’s every time, then.” It’s me.
“Whatcha gonna do, then?” Maybe I’m the problem…

“Burning down your own bridge.”
 I guess  that...
“Pity on your privilege.”
 I guess thatI’ll go back.
“Yea, now you gotta do this.”
 I guess thatI’ll go back.
“Yea, now you’ve got to — you’ve got to go back.”
 I guess go back…
 I guess go back…

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