Brandy Danielle Nicholson

I wonder what is happening up there. I wonder how the waves crash and the words melt into formative beliefs.  What are you thinking? I can't think for thinking. I can't get into my own head because I wonder too much about your head. I think I could be more thoughtful if I could just know. I think if I could get out of my own head and into my own head I could be better.  Thoughtfully thinking of things unsaid appear from the fog of a stormy night where the headlights are my only hope for sight. The illumination overwhelms me into ignorance. The light is all I can see, but I know there's more to me. I know there's more out there. I know the light is the way. But I must wait until the day.  When the day comes everything is clear, But then the night is always near.  The shadow in the background, Dominating my inevitable fear.

"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 ...

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...

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...