Limitless Potential's Awakened Tunes

Some songs don’t just play in your ears—they sort of live there. They echo inside you, like they were waiting to be heard at just the right moment. Michael Jackson’s Childhood was one of those for me. It didn’t scream. It didn’t beg for a hit. It just quietly reached in, touched something tender, and stayed. And I guess, this isn't some lyrical deep-dive or fancy review. This is personal. This is me telling the truth about the childhood I never really had—and maybe speaking for the kids out there who still carry that wild, sacred magic the world keeps trying to bury. The Sound of Something Missing “ Have you seen my Childhood? / I’m searching for the world that I come from. ” The first time I heard that, I didn’t just listen—I felt it. Like, something in me stopped and leaned in. Like someone had opened a box I forgot I buried deep down. Michael wasn’t being dramatic or weird or whatever people used to say. He was just... honest. And man, I felt that honesty in my bones. My...

  Some songs don’t just get stuck in your head—they get under your skin. They linger. Not because they’re catchy, but because they’re saying something your soul somehow already knows. Hotel California by The Eagles is one of those. It doesn’t hit you like a normal song—it kind of wraps around you like a dream that starts off nice, but leaves you disturbed when you wake up. It’s poetic, eerie, and... coded. Like a riddle dressed up in smooth guitars and haunting harmonies. If you're on any kind of awakening path, you probably feel it too. This isn’t just a rock classic. It’s a mirror. A warning. A weirdly beautiful trap. Welcome to the Illusion "On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair..." Right from the first line, it’s like you’re not just in a car—you’re in transition. There’s motion, sure, but it’s lonely, maybe even aimless. I always felt like this line wasn’t about a physical highway, but the start of a soul journey... the kind that begins when everything out...