"The mind is like the eye of the soul. The knowledge we search for it holds....but it's up to us to open our minds to receive the gift of wisdom and be made whole."
~Brianna Carey
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Until Then....
Until our souls meet again I guess
And on that day my heart will rest at ease
Encased in a love so blessed
that came so suddenly
and left too soon
I await that day
Though rare as a blue moon
do two souls connect in such a way
But I do pray
that our last goodbye wasn't really the last
That we will one day have the chance to bask
In the love that could have been
Until then my almost love
Until then........
And on that day my heart will rest at ease
Encased in a love so blessed
that came so suddenly
and left too soon
I await that day
Though rare as a blue moon
do two souls connect in such a way
But I do pray
that our last goodbye wasn't really the last
That we will one day have the chance to bask
In the love that could have been
Until then my almost love
Until then........
Dare to Dream
Call me crazy
Call me a dreamer
stuck in my fantasy
that things will get better
But I want to believe
No.....I am a believer
That all hope is not lost for the world
that it's simply misplaced in the souls of the earth
who are afraid to speak
who are afraid that their voice may be too faint to be heard
Am I absurd?
Is it just my way of thinking?
Can we really end this war
Can we really stop the killing
Their voices, their screaming, they're like sirens
The sound is piercing
echoing throughout this blood stained land
Can you hear them scream?
Do you hear our plea?
Our voices alone may be too faint
but together there is no mistake what we are saying
the change that we are stating
is not a dream
It is a reality that can be obtained
All of the things that man has changed
have not been changed by large groups or government officials
but by individuals who dared to dream
Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King
You and me....the people who dared to believe
Keep the dream alive my friends
Don't give up hope....Let us fight until the end.
Call me a dreamer
stuck in my fantasy
that things will get better
But I want to believe
No.....I am a believer
That all hope is not lost for the world
that it's simply misplaced in the souls of the earth
who are afraid to speak
who are afraid that their voice may be too faint to be heard
Am I absurd?
Is it just my way of thinking?
Can we really end this war
Can we really stop the killing
Their voices, their screaming, they're like sirens
The sound is piercing
echoing throughout this blood stained land
Can you hear them scream?
Do you hear our plea?
Our voices alone may be too faint
but together there is no mistake what we are saying
the change that we are stating
is not a dream
It is a reality that can be obtained
All of the things that man has changed
have not been changed by large groups or government officials
but by individuals who dared to dream
Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King
You and me....the people who dared to believe
Keep the dream alive my friends
Don't give up hope....Let us fight until the end.
Quote about Love by Brianna Carey
"Love to me is all about the destination.....rather than the course taken to obtain it....it may take long for me to make it.....but still I would say that; the feeling of being loved is indescribable, underrated and well worth the wait.....so I shall remain patient."
Friday, May 21, 2010
Quote by Brianna Carey
"Imperfection is Beauty.....Our Flaws are what sculpt us into the image of that which is perfection"
~Brianna Carey
~Brianna Carey
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Selfish Am I
In this Land
We walk divided
and yet we call this Land "The United"
Free......Am I really?
Does blood not stain these streets
Just as any other country?
And yet we preach such peace
It's the land of prosperity
The Land of the Free
Home of the Brave
Home of the Egotistical who cave under pressure
Who see retaliation as the only option when threatened
Land of the greedy who took this land from others
How dare we act as though we are better
How dare I hold my head up higher
I've grown tired of this nonsense
We don't feed our hungry
Or care for our homeless
And yet we act as though we are flawless
We...the epitome of perfection believe
that our dirty deeds though done with good intentions
Won't come back to haunt us
Well....it's haunting me
In the depths of my soul
My own actions are taunting me
And I feel guilty
Guilty because I'm a part of the problem
Selfish and Greedy I am one of them
Guilty because I can breathe
While a child forced into a life on the streets due to poverty bleeds
Guilty for my gluttony as I eat
while another human being goes hungry
Right in front of me
I see them with my own eyes
And I begin to despise this so called Freedom
These privileges....what have they done for them?
The weak.....the underprivileged?
As I lay here in my bed....safe and warm
Someone is crying out....cold and alone
and wondering why there's no one
No place to call home
With nothing but their faith to stand on
They pray to God every single day
For even the smallest amount of Change
Change that you and I throw away
on simple everyday things
And you ask me why I feel guilty
Why I feel I'm to blame?
Because I pray for this Change
yet I do nothing to help
To set this Change in motion
All I'm doing is Hoping
And what is Hope without Action
But a Dream
I think it's time we focus.
We walk divided
and yet we call this Land "The United"
Free......Am I really?
Does blood not stain these streets
Just as any other country?
And yet we preach such peace
It's the land of prosperity
The Land of the Free
Home of the Brave
Home of the Egotistical who cave under pressure
Who see retaliation as the only option when threatened
Land of the greedy who took this land from others
How dare we act as though we are better
How dare I hold my head up higher
I've grown tired of this nonsense
We don't feed our hungry
Or care for our homeless
And yet we act as though we are flawless
We...the epitome of perfection believe
that our dirty deeds though done with good intentions
Won't come back to haunt us
Well....it's haunting me
In the depths of my soul
My own actions are taunting me
And I feel guilty
Guilty because I'm a part of the problem
Selfish and Greedy I am one of them
Guilty because I can breathe
While a child forced into a life on the streets due to poverty bleeds
Guilty for my gluttony as I eat
while another human being goes hungry
Right in front of me
I see them with my own eyes
And I begin to despise this so called Freedom
These privileges....what have they done for them?
The weak.....the underprivileged?
As I lay here in my bed....safe and warm
Someone is crying out....cold and alone
and wondering why there's no one
No place to call home
With nothing but their faith to stand on
They pray to God every single day
For even the smallest amount of Change
Change that you and I throw away
on simple everyday things
And you ask me why I feel guilty
Why I feel I'm to blame?
Because I pray for this Change
yet I do nothing to help
To set this Change in motion
All I'm doing is Hoping
And what is Hope without Action
But a Dream
I think it's time we focus.
"I Don't Know Me"
How can I sit here and say you don't know me
so don't judge me
When I don't even know myself
It's all become so blurry
My reflection is deceptive
I can't even see the real me
Who is this woman who stands before you
and who you say intrigues thee
She's not me
My identity remains unknown
A pattern of which is sown to my heart
imprinted on my soul
So why can't I see her
That woman even I don't know
Yet she's the woman I want to be
or do I really?
I don't even know anymore
Who exactly is me
I've worn this mask so long
I'm afraid it's no mask and that it actually is me
Yet I'm afraid to take it off
for fear of what I could be
Scared to take a chance
A glance into the depths within
Afraid that I might not like who I see
and then what.....tell me
what do I do then?
so don't judge me
When I don't even know myself
It's all become so blurry
My reflection is deceptive
I can't even see the real me
Who is this woman who stands before you
and who you say intrigues thee
She's not me
My identity remains unknown
A pattern of which is sown to my heart
imprinted on my soul
So why can't I see her
That woman even I don't know
Yet she's the woman I want to be
or do I really?
I don't even know anymore
Who exactly is me
I've worn this mask so long
I'm afraid it's no mask and that it actually is me
Yet I'm afraid to take it off
for fear of what I could be
Scared to take a chance
A glance into the depths within
Afraid that I might not like who I see
and then what.....tell me
what do I do then?
Quote by Brianna Carey
"Victory goes not to the receiver....the one who takes all....but to the believer of the One who makes all. ~Brianna Carey
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Don't Be Fooled....Believe
Breathe as I do
As God does
Inhale the Truth
Exhale that which is spewed
from the mouth of a liar
For I am no fool
I won't be tempted by the fire
I have recieved the answers I need
to proceed with the course that's been laid
A toll for which the price has been paid already
My heart calm....My soul steady
I walk strong with my Light
Into the night
I go without fear
My path has been cleared
By the only hands that matter
The hands of my Father
Whom I can hear speak the words of Light into me
The One who breathed the gift of Life into me
My mind awake....I am still
With so much at stake
I can not fail.....I will not break
I shall not fall
Not with my Father sheilding me
You'll see
I will follow this path given to me
and Succeed
I know my purpose in Life
I know the Truth I was meant to find
And I have found it
I am surrounded by it
It's all I feel
I am healed of all my past wounds
Dried of all my tears
Erased of all my fears....I am New
I am whole
Blessed and Honored with the gift to Know
What is right and what is wrong
Though it has been a long long course
far from perfect
It was all worth it
To stand where I am now
My head in the clouds
Yet my feet planted firmly to the ground
I am no longer afraid to dream
To think of the impossible being a possibility
That I learned from a kind friend....sort of "brotherlee"
you might say
All it takes to bring peace to this world
is to Believe that it can be
And my friends.....I do Believe
One day will come when we are all as One
As it should be
This is no dream but reality.
As God does
Inhale the Truth
Exhale that which is spewed
from the mouth of a liar
For I am no fool
I won't be tempted by the fire
I have recieved the answers I need
to proceed with the course that's been laid
A toll for which the price has been paid already
My heart calm....My soul steady
I walk strong with my Light
Into the night
I go without fear
My path has been cleared
By the only hands that matter
The hands of my Father
Whom I can hear speak the words of Light into me
The One who breathed the gift of Life into me
My mind awake....I am still
With so much at stake
I can not fail.....I will not break
I shall not fall
Not with my Father sheilding me
You'll see
I will follow this path given to me
and Succeed
I know my purpose in Life
I know the Truth I was meant to find
And I have found it
I am surrounded by it
It's all I feel
I am healed of all my past wounds
Dried of all my tears
Erased of all my fears....I am New
I am whole
Blessed and Honored with the gift to Know
What is right and what is wrong
Though it has been a long long course
far from perfect
It was all worth it
To stand where I am now
My head in the clouds
Yet my feet planted firmly to the ground
I am no longer afraid to dream
To think of the impossible being a possibility
That I learned from a kind friend....sort of "brotherlee"
you might say
All it takes to bring peace to this world
is to Believe that it can be
And my friends.....I do Believe
One day will come when we are all as One
As it should be
This is no dream but reality.
Short Prayer
My prayer for the world
the souls of the earth
To be united
Not divided by religion
To be at peace with one another
that's my vision
Where no one speaks to one another with affliction
Where no one's own personal convictions are questioned
Where no one person is judged and condemned
If I will ever see this day....I am uncertain
But I will continue to pray
Because the vision I see is worth it.
~Brianna Carey
the souls of the earth
To be united
Not divided by religion
To be at peace with one another
that's my vision
Where no one speaks to one another with affliction
Where no one's own personal convictions are questioned
Where no one person is judged and condemned
If I will ever see this day....I am uncertain
But I will continue to pray
Because the vision I see is worth it.
~Brianna Carey
Sunday, May 2, 2010
The Pursuit of Knowledge
Lonely road
Not quite so lonely though
On my own
Though I am not alone
Never have been
See my garden grow
No intentions of being a has been
Though I haven't quite found yet
the place I fit in
So I wander the fields
where the seed of me was planted
And ponder the query's
Searching for the One who is enchanted
The one who holds the answers
The water needed to quench my thirst
The One who breathed into me at birth.....Life
I pray for sight....not eyes but sight
For I have been blind
All these years
Led by hypocrocy and my fears of society
Instead of being led by that which I fear most
God...in all His entirety
The One who made me
So now I await my moment of clarity
when it will all make sense and I will see
Until then......
I will walk these streets of ignorance
Paved with imperfection and the degradant
Stained with the blood of the victims of arrogance
But I will not walk alone
I will walk with my head held high
For I have never been on my own
He never left my side
He feeds my Garden
though not fully grown
I've come farther
though there's still far to go
I am content with what I know
I don't think I will ever know it all
But who would want to?
It would defeat the purpose of Life
To know all Truth.
Not quite so lonely though
On my own
Though I am not alone
Never have been
See my garden grow
No intentions of being a has been
Though I haven't quite found yet
the place I fit in
So I wander the fields
where the seed of me was planted
And ponder the query's
Searching for the One who is enchanted
The one who holds the answers
The water needed to quench my thirst
The One who breathed into me at birth.....Life
I pray for sight....not eyes but sight
For I have been blind
All these years
Led by hypocrocy and my fears of society
Instead of being led by that which I fear most
God...in all His entirety
The One who made me
So now I await my moment of clarity
when it will all make sense and I will see
Until then......
I will walk these streets of ignorance
Paved with imperfection and the degradant
Stained with the blood of the victims of arrogance
But I will not walk alone
I will walk with my head held high
For I have never been on my own
He never left my side
He feeds my Garden
though not fully grown
I've come farther
though there's still far to go
I am content with what I know
I don't think I will ever know it all
But who would want to?
It would defeat the purpose of Life
To know all Truth.
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