The weekly reading Creating From Desire made it clear what was needed for this post. Instead of the long, carefully structured piece I’d initially planned, I recorded a talk that felt more true to the moment. It explores the Taurus-Scorpio axis, our connection to emotions, and the transformative power of desire—not as something to intellectualise, but as something to experience and embrace.
Just hours after exploring this theme, I found myself joining someone’s livestream and feeling like a massive weirdo—but in the best possible way. It was one of those moments where you realise the magic of simply showing up as you are, letting the process unfold naturally.
And because no reflection on desire would be complete without creation, here’s my song In Every Beat. It feels like the perfect rhythm to carry these ideas forward into your own experience.
[Verse 1]
It’s one of those days where the sun feels off,
Streets too empty, like something’s lost.
I’m out of step, can’t find the beat,
Just echoes of voices in the heat.
[Chorus]
If I could rewind, play it again,
Find that rhythm in my head.
Dancing through days that don’t belong,
Trying to feel where I went wrong.
But maybe it’s just time I keep,
In every beat, I find my peace.
[Verse 2]
Lost in the shuffle of half-meant plans,
A glass raised high to the could’ve beens.
Laugh it off, yeah, I know the lines,
But it’s funny how it fades with time.
[Chorus]
If I could rewind, play it again,
Find that rhythm in my head.
Dancing through days that don’t belong,
Trying to feel where I went wrong.
But maybe it’s just time I keep,
In every beat, I find my peace.
[Bridge]
And maybe I’m the punchline, stuck in the joke,
The last one laughing, the first to choke.
But there’s something in the bassline pulling me through,
Like the world could start again, maybe brand new.
[Chorus]
If I could rewind, play it again,
Find that rhythm in my head.
Dancing through days that don’t belong,
Trying to feel where I went wrong.
But maybe it’s just time I keep,
In every beat, I find my peace.
[Bridge]
And maybe I’m the punchline, stuck in the joke,
The last one laughing, the first to choke.
But there’s something in the bassline pulling me through,
Like the world could start again, maybe brand new.
[Chorus]
If I could rewind, play it again,
Find that rhythm in my head.
Dancing through days that don’t belong,
Trying to feel where I went wrong.
But maybe it’s just time I keep,
In every beat, I find my peace.
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