In 1965, yes, I know for some of you that number is ancient history, but there was a song released by a fairly well-known band at the time.

While the song is an upbeat, catchy tune, the lyrics were set to a different tempo of their own.

During one of the interviews, the artist said,

you know, when the song came out, I was actually crying out for help.

Most people think it's just a fast rock and roll song.

I didn't realize it at the time.

I just wrote the song because, well, I was commissioned to write it for a movie.

But later, I knew I really was crying out for help.

And during this interview, another bandmate said, you know, there were a lot of things we had to work through.

You didn't talk about mental health. It was something really that

well, as four guys, you were more likely to make fun of than to be serious about. And the making

fun of it was to hide from it, to hide from mental health. John Lennon had it all, or so it seemed,

a legacy of musical history that lasted long past his death.

He had fame, he had fortune to keep his lifestyle afloat with ease,

yet he still longed for something deeper.

Something that comes not from great wealth, nor fame on a screen, but something that our souls

crave so desperately, something that he wrote in a song called called Help. If you haven't heard it,

I highly recommended. It's from a great album. Again, 1965, Help. And there was a fun movie

that went along with it. But help. Help in understanding the chaotic beauty of life, right?

We're all searching to navigate through these turbulent waters and comprehend all of these

unfathomable forces that are around us.

And just like him, deep down,

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