Brandy Danielle Nicholson

I'm trying stuff out. Cars, jobs, drugs of choice, People and feelings of a different voice. Where do I fit in? I'm trying stuff out. Writing, reading, and art, Studying universality and the stars. What do I really want? I'm trying stuff out. Boys and girls, Lovers and friends. How do I belong? I'm trying stuff out. Sleeping all day, eating and not, Waking up early, getting lost in my thoughts. How shall I arise? ---------- I'm learning how to fly. Spreading my wings, knowing my vulnerability, Gaining courage to jump, while learning of humility. Soon, I will soar. I'm learning how to fly. Experimenting with freedom, one step at a time, Figuring out the truth, comparing days gone by. I'll never know it all. I'm learning how to fly. Figuring out myself, learning how to react, Securing my insecurities, gaining character with tact. Learning who I am. I'm learning how to fly. Meeting an occupation generation, ...

Everybody's clothed Everybody's naked Everyone's a paradox It's obvious and blatant All of these analogies Of you Of me Of everyone That is to be They're all metaphors Of what I really think Of me I'm coming to terms With what this is With what I am Who is this This is you Everything I see This and that Of all that's bee-n It's all my consciousness Of reality Can I bring this out To the front of my mind And translate my thoughts In to real time More than anything I'm struggling For this and that Revealing me My head is hurting My soul is yearning To emerge from the depths Where I've buried myself It's cold underneath Where I've placed myself to be My soul is braced Awaiting a further path through eternity A slow path to release My thoughts that form me For sure we call this life A path to learning me Ahh but life is not about A mountain or birds or bees But very much more than these Life is u...

Past the event horizon Of sexual healing For I know that the feeling Will never leave Sex is a healer Like writing heals the soul It is a mask It is a drug It is an impulse of desire Of human nature Like a mask to cover the face Like a drug to release the brain Like an impulse as necessary as that to eat A Sex A Fuck Exemplifies all of these things As well as A connection of souls Enhanced by love To render one whole But to write Ahh to write... It is a freer of masks A cleansing of self to Reveal the soul Naked It is the ultimate drug To touch grab and Throw up the soul The ultimate sex of self It is an impulse of Freedom A release of truth Like an impulse of that to think The being of life The soul of souls Bleeding one's Aura Through the ink of pen There is no color But all of them There is no piecing But of self To write is to know I live To know I feel To know of life To know of nothing To write is to know myself To write is to s...

All I can see is the sand caving in above me. Sinking. The sand makes room for me. I fit in here. It flows from my mouth to my lungs as in an hour glass. I'm sinking faster. I'm not sure where I'm going. The harder I fight the faster I sink. I'm still. I'm still sinking. I'm numb. It's here. I am. Lost.

She couldn't help but dwell upon the fear she felt from the words “I’m ready”. She didn’t know if he was ready or not, and that’s what scared her the most. Those two words “I’m ready” were silent, unlike her father’s infamous random aisle Wal Mart farts when she was an adolescent, but just as deadly and embarrassing. Ahh, how wonderful would it be to be young and free again with the wisdom of a “grown up”, she thought. In her early twenties, she was coming to learn that this very thought was a sure sign of fleeing the freedom of youth, never to return, the event horizon of becoming an adult. As fearful as she had been of this in the past, it was no longer of concern. The fear had fled with her adolescence. Her mind was in constant battle, fear being one of the main topics for which the war was fought. It seemed as if the paradox of her mind had completely consumed her, it was forming a construction of destruction which was forming the foundation of her life. She was fearless but ...

She awoke in a splendid dreary haze her mind fading from an erratic dreamy sleep. She kept convincing herself that the day before was good and this day would be better. She was an expert at convincing herself of false pretenses. As she trudged her way through the cold and dark house from her cozy bed, with each step she reminded herself of something she was grateful for. Step one, I'm grateful for my breath, Step two, my sight, Step three, my taste. She paused and thought, actually I probably would have been better off without that monstrous slice of pecan pie before bed, damn taste buds. She shook her head and erased the thought as quickly as it had entered her mind. Step, whatever step I'm on, I'm grateful for...do I really have to list all of my senses, she thought. Well, I'm just grateful for them all, yea, there. She was freezing, in her prided goodwill night gown. Her roommate, Jack, was such a cheap bastard when it came to the heat in the winter, but observing hi...

http://zenhabits.net/no-goal/  (quotes are from this blog) "The Best Goal Is No Goal" "In the past, I’d set a goal or three for the year, and then sub-goals for each month. Then I’d figure out what action steps to take each week and each day, and try to focus my day on those steps. Unfortunately, it never, ever works out this neatly. You all know this. You know you need to work on an action step, and you try to keep the end goal in mind to motivate yourself. But this action step might be something you dread, and so you procrastinate. You do other work, or you check email or Facebook, or you goof off." Oh how funny. That sounds just like me. In fact, that sounds exactly like what I'm doing right this moment. Oh...wait. "You find something you’re passionate about, and do it. Just because you don’t have goals doesn’t mean you do nothing — you can create, you can produce, you can follow your passion. And in practice, this is a wonderful thing: you w...

"Prefer knowledge to wealth, for the one is transitory, the other perpetual." - Socrates Understanding is knowing, knowing is experiencing. I have experienced this transitory existence of money and wealth my entire life. Ups and downs, mostly downs in my case, are the lifecycle of obtaining wealth. Since my lifetime experience has led me to knowledge of the temporary impact money has on well-being, I understand. I understand that money comes just as money goes whether the time be short or long, and the amount be negative or positive, it's a temporary fix to one's wants in life. Then those wants change, old "things" dissolve through the years and one is bred, trained, and manipulated to want more things that are unnecessary for existence. These things one feels will bring happiness, so one must make money to obtain them. However, the happiness is only temporary. The beauty in the horrid never ending cycle of money for wants, is the proof that ultimately ...

Now that you're here Now that you see Everything I am All that is me I hope I will inspire you I hope that you will know A little piece of my heart An enormous chunk of my soul It's all ingrained here My thoughts hopes and dreams Everything I think I know And exactly what I hope to be From Writer to Neuroscientist Then a Theoretical Physicist at last For my dreams I'm aiming high I'll follow through with class Potentially I could be all A lecturer and teacher too Truly my life would be fulfilled If I have just reached you Hopefully for the positive Progressively for society Yearners for truth and freedom This is what inspires me My very soul indeed Is entangled throughout these words A very small part of me Portrayed through conjunctive verbs Thus my hope is to effect you In an extraordinarily unique way Prescribe a new perspective On this very day Every minor thing you do And every fleeting soul you meet All have an effect On the very life you see Your perspective of t...

Take me back To a place and a time Take me back To when you were mine Take me back through Time and space Take me back To those feelings of disgrace Take me back Like time was erased Take me back To when I looked at your face When all I saw Was love, hope, and trust I was blinded From what would come of us Take me back And then throw it in my face I'll take you back So you can see the shame Of what we would Eventually come to be The dreadful molded shell That I now see Intuitively I know I'm not the only one who sees The people neither of us Ever intended to be More than any other thing I hope that you know now Because of what was done My life has turned around Every road traveled From dawn til dusk Even the roads That led to us Even the paths I unintentionally took Every word I've written From poem to book Every line that I sing Every dream I've dreamed Every person I've met To every secret I've kept All the love that I share For all whom I care Has all caused ...

I would like to contemplate, in depth, rationalities, analogies, and comparisions with someone now, soon, or anytime really. I've been taking these brain pills (lecithin) and despite the fact I just woke up, I'm snowballing into overload. Every argument I hear, every little thing I see wrong, I want to pick it apart. I can do it better. It would make more sense if I got my hands on it. I know how to fix this. But, then I step back and begin to question. Why do we (I) always try to make everything better when it is most obviously clear that it's an endless struggle. I mean nobody and nothing is perfect, right? See, I have this problem. It's called Devil's Advocate Disorder. I don't even reveal my opinion about anything, because every time someone else states their opinion all I want to do is disect it, make sure it's right or prove it wrong by taking the opposing side. And, honestly, I would like someone else to do the same to mine. I'm in my h...

When I look at you When I talk to you When I think of you When we ooooo The blood in my veins Make them protrude from my skin I can't feel my brain What is happening Control is lost Control is gained My mind is racing Such a feeling to obtain The sweat is dripping My heart persistant I slow down the race As I stare at your face But the beat then builds Faster and faster We're hot and sweating But it doesn't matter On and on This pounding is making Me lose control I'm yours for the taking Hold on tight Don't let me go I can't believe I've lost control Again and Again Over and Over What have I done I thought I was sober My soul is yours Why did I let it go You have taken Complete control I didn't mean For it to be this way So where am I now I don't think I can stay I have to take it back What you took from me It wasn't your fault I gave it willingly I'm all alone now Where did you go Why aren't my veins pulsing I'm lifeless and cold All...

How can you change Your brain to rearrange All of the things Floating in a sea The sea of the mind My fishes intertwined Swimming opposite ways While I'm trapped in a daze Perhaps the dream was right I just can't get through The signal has been lost But I need to talk to you Persistant to the end I'm never giving in Unless you make it known Your heart is made of stone This could be for you Or you or you or you But really it's for me So that my soul can breathe Anything I say You might underestimate The meaning I have behind Each and every rhyme What matters to me Is your reading this now That fills me with life In ways you can't know how So just keep reading If you like what you see And I'll keep writing For you and for me

My brain is clouded Mind is weary This place is cold Damp and dreary I'm trying to focus On things of necessity But what comes to mind Is you and my revelry You see I know That I can live without I'm living independent Of this I have no doubt But I've always been a dreamer I can't help but dream Of the future to come Of what things seem I base things on reason I wish fact meant more Analytical in nature It makes my brain sore This and that I'm overdoing Quid pro quo Never assuming Spilling out thoughts Playing with words Reading up on life Disposing the absurd Overcoming the madness That we call life Looking on to the future While paying my price Putting in my time Of work and effort Never overlooking What I can do better Trying to keep The past where it lay And courageously move on To a bright and brand new day Hope love joy peace All these things put my mind to ease Writing rhyming reading doing Keep my mind constantly moving Controlling my thoughts Never giving i...

Living this life Is all I can do As I hunger for knowledge While yearning the truth Perpetual motion Is overflowing My heart and mind Potential is growing A snowball effect A rush of emotions I need to get out Before I lose focus So I put myself In shoes of future Close my eyes Imagine things truer To who I am And where I should be What I want to do Has been hidden so deep But I have opened my book For all to see Each page on the table I hope you will read I hope you can know I hope you can grow I hope you can feel I hope this will heal I hope that my hopes Mean something to you But I hope for myself This feeling is true Empowering my life Of beautiful existence I'm pushing along Through all resistance

My mind is of a swirl. The more I think Of life and writing My endless mind Is always rhyming, This interminable sickness Is taking it's tole As it relentlessly pursues To render me whole, Through the struggle I grow stronger Deep within my soul Heart is beating mind is racing Of a future left untold, Unlived unthought undone Unarrived for thoughts unclear But I'm unremarkably truly excited Of a future drawing near, I've all but forgotten Why I am me today In the past I refused to see Through a thick and cloudy haze, However, this is too a part Of inner thoughts and dreams It opened my mind showed me of time Tis now that I do see, Tis now I truly know Just when what why and how My future is untold I shalln't bow out now, A future to give A life to live A mind to grow My choice of road, A past I know A present I feel A future a glow Allows me to heal, Eyes fixed to the stars Thinly glazed by clouds I'm dreaming of life And all it's about, Not only to me But also...

We are a compilation of what and who we know. In today's microwave generation of internet and smart phones, with such a large amount of many different people out there, it is rare and special to find someone who has been truly inspired. Most people today are inspired purely by others thoughts, actions, or opinions. Not that I'm saying this is a bad thing, because, in my opinion, everyone should research and learn from anything and everything possible; this leads you to your own inspirations or ideas(refer to first line of blog). However, when you take someone else's idea whether it be a greeting, a logo, words, or a design and claim it for your own that is just downright plagiarism. It doesn't matter the reason, and even if noone ever noticed wouldn't you realize you are leeching someone else's creativity due to lack of your own? "Look when I say 'don't think about elephants.' What's the first thing you think about?" "Elephant...

Did you ever Smell a smell During a time All was well Or when you were low Down and out Knowing your feelings Without a doubt Then you forget About that time It slips away In the back of your mind You keep living your life Day by day Whether good or bad Memories you make And then one day A memory you made All is back By the smell you intake A flood of emotion A vision you see A touch, a time Of what used to be It takes you back As if time rewinds You are there now In you heart and mind Then you open your eyes And what do you see A beautiful smell Of what has and will be Please do smell My Memory :)

It's so amazing How things change My life is different Every single day How one decision Can lead the way Determine your life And where you lay Understanding & Enlightenment Is where it all began My journey of life For this time span A book to write And a life to live I hope you all see What I have to give Open your mind Please see the light I hope I make a difference In every contact's life It's hard to see through The things I do now Anyone else would feel How it weighs them down But to me it's like a crane Taking me higher and higher Networking my brain Strengthtening my desire I know that if I just hold on I'll be there now As if time was gone If I could know now What I will know then It would be much easier To carry this pen

So many people take so many things for granted. Today after the most beautiful snow storm this area has seen in a long time, laughter, smiles, love, and fun was taking place right in my front yard. I used to see fun as something completely different. But, this was genuine fun. Myself, my brother, and my nephew made an amazing snowman! Later, my dad came outside and we had a snowball fight. Long after my face was bombarded with snowballs, I realized how much fun I really had. Now don't get me wrong, I love a good party and socializing with friends, but today I remembered what makes me the person I am today, family. These people are my heart. As much as I have been thinking lately about my career, my jobs, and money, it was good to get away from it all and be buried in the snow. These are the times that make winter worth bearing. On a different note... I've also been thinking alot about my path, and what it's gonna take to make this journey. I'm going to have t...

What a year. What a life. There is so much I want to say and so many thoughts flowing through my brain. I want to start out by explaining my reason for this blog. Now usually I don't like to explain myself, but right now I have my reasons and I want you to know them (whoever YOU may be). I want to be a writer. Writing is something I have always done without even trying, to me, it's effortless. Writing is one of the only ways I can express myself clearly. Paulo Coelho said "From the moment that you don’t fear to share your heart, you are a free person." and let me just say first, I have always had trouble expressing myself to others. But, I want to be free. I want to share my feelings and thoughts without fear of reprecussion, this is my first step to freedom. I have made a personal constitution (http://www.lyved.com/success/a-personal-constitution-the-way-to-make-your-resolutions-stick/) and I have every intention of sticking to it. Not only will this be my y...