Pondering With Brady L.B.

Have you ever stopped to smell the roses.  Or have you ever stopped to look that the design of a leaf.  They are so simple, yet they contain complexity.  They come in many shapes, sizes, colors, and styles.  Yet for all its beauty we rush by them and ignore the beauty around us. For these reasons we should slow down from our busy day and admire what has been naturally created. How would our lives be different if we spent some time to slow down?  Would we be less stress?  Would we have less problems in our lives? I would say that our lives would be better, if we would find balance in our lives.  One way to find that balance is to slow down to reexamine our priorities.  If we slow down without a plan of what we are going to do, then we might find it boring and then never do it again.  So we need to have a plan. I would suggest the following plan to start with: Find something to admire or watch from nature such as leaves Think abou...

How it might be That we must see The things before you That we must pursue Finding life in things done Underneath the sun Combining them together From things we gather The end is green As the plants seen That were added for health And not for stealth We hope we grow With nutrition sown In our green drink To prevent the dreary brink ©2014 Brady L.B.

Here we sit thinking About the great world around us It passes by as we continue blinking Wondering why everyone has to fuss How small we really are When compared to those afar How can we continue on Underneath the sun Why are we here Instead of there When all thing can go wrong Why don't we sing a sad song About the insignificance of our lives That could end by knives Without the love of our wives In these dives Why does anything exist If nothing once existed What enjoy the great dark bliss What caused the bleak void to be resisted The loneliness of nothing Was replaced with massive things What caused the chaos to become order The great worlds to gain border What caused the great nothing to gain lives The type of life to think of what can be And what could be with wives As far as we can see Here we sit thinking As it passes us by as we are blinking. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Have you ever wondered Why life is passing you by You have been doing everything right, without blunder But just cannot get ahead, sigh. You have been following the rules As set by your boss. While everyone else is in the raise pool. While you grow moss. Your friends and family are gaining ground In the world around you While you hardly make a sound. It make you want to sue Then you realize what you have done Why you are left in the dust This simple rule you follow when all else is done. This you must If at first you don't succeed Don't follow the instructions. I have never thought of this before Is this why I am left in the dust Have I been following those sore Leaders that build crust. Have they been keeping me down Have I allowed them to much room That I almost drown To allow them to stand on my shoulders This cannot be This is not so That all that I have learned about me Is the undoing that I must do. ...

Rain Rain everywhere Drenching the seeds, bees, and bears How I wonder, how I got here. One day you were gone Then we got some cloud for Rain Rain everywhere Days of drought cause us pain But when we get to much of you then you Drenching the seeds, bees, and bears The longer I travel Through your heavy downpour How I wonder, how I got here. ©2014 Brady L.B.

What a sight Oh how bright You are to night As I bow I wonder how I will go now The songs of your praise Give me raise As I fall into a daze For I love how you look And not in a cook  book As the night comes to an end And you begin your descend I will miss you my friend. ©2014 Brady L.B.

I went out side to see a site Nothing was as it should have been The moon was hiding For it was cloudy outside. There were claims That the night would be great For the moon was as large as can be, so I went out side to see a site Looking up into the sky Searching for the light of time I looked and looked, but Nothing was as it should have been I could not see the stars I could not see the sky I could not see the light of the moon The moon was hiding Disappointment raced through me I was not going to see The great site of the night For it was cloudy outside. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Gently flowing down the hill Going were it fits the bill Gathering power as it goes Being helped by the wind that blows Leaving behind that which grows For which more glows Quenching the thirst Of those that burst Once the path has end It finishes its descend I finds its way to begin To start its path again ©2014 Brady L.B.

Release all that you contain As we need you to sustain If we don't get your dive Non of us will live -- Cool and refreshing I love how you come down To cool down my dressing And color all that is brown Your gentle touch fills Me with wonder And feelings of frills For anticipation of thunder. I love how you quench Thirst of all those in the world You remove the stench Caused by the filth of the world ©2014 Brady L.B.

Here I slither down the hole Not caring how you role Some are afraid of me They should let me be I help in so many ways And so many of us are killed these days I you leave me alone My teeth will not be shone ©2014 Brady L.B.

Happy times have come Others should have some Pushing out what must come. How we have this joy Outside without a ploy People should have joy How it is great Other may share this treat Prying open the gates that are great ©2014 Brady L.B.

As I look up in the sky Waiting for time to go by and by I wish I could glide with you That way I would not be so blue Softly and gently going Where ever the wind is blowing Looking down on all below Listening to all those who bellow If we gain to much weight All we have to do is cry with all our might ©2014 Brady L.B.

Here I sit watering the grass Without any sass. I hope they will grow With this water I show. The more you grow The more you will show. Then we all will come Whether we are smart or dumb. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Great for food Regardless of how you feel dude After a while Pushing at your bile Even now you want more of it For it should not sit Ready for the energy Until your boss talks of synergy In these cases you want more To calm your sore. ©2014 Brady L.B.

The item we look at the most Independent of the activities we boast My only regret is not having enough of it Even if I waste most of it. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Backstage it will join you Lack of light it requires After sunset it will implore you Closing the day without it would be dire Keeping you asleep it will give you a clue ©2014 Brady L.B.

Peaceful stances we do take However we do fake Others will see us in this grand stand To bring jealousy to those we band O, how we love this great land. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Brad goes through a journey of love and facing a secret government agency in  Diamonds Shining Through the Darkness .  Read  Diamonds Shining Through the Darkness  to find out what happens in his journey.

Today I must go Required speeches of thoughts so Another day I may stay Away from my glorious cubical without delay. Nothing gives me more pleasure In missing another day without measure Now it is coming to an end Great expectations are around bend. ©2014 Brady L.B.

When I started I did not know what would become Of the art show I took a woman standing alone And began to change her When I started Transform she did New shapes were forming, but I did not know what would become Finally the pizza began to show And taking the center stage Of the art show. ©2014 Brady L.B.

What is wrong With my face Standing beside this tiger? Am I afraid Of not knowing What is wrong? As I stand close to look. Getting close to the glass With my face. I must know the truth. Could I be getting close to it by Standing beside this tiger? ©2014 Brady L.B.

Talking as if nothing else matters While looking at the screen That leaves you oblivious to the world unseen. Your friend may be next to you Or across the world but you are Talking as if nothing else matters Look up to see the world, but you will not Because of the excitement you get While looking at the screen So many thing go by that would bring you joy. But you continue to look at other's experience. That leaves you oblivious to the world unseen. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Have you ever Wondered what it would be like To have more than you do. To take a stroll down a new road That so few have taken too Have you ever Danced like the stars While being grounded and Wondered what it would be like To give to others in need because you have been blessed To have more than you do. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Cherry how you look. You could do so many things like be in a book. You could feed someone or two. You could be used in a photo too. Placed on a black background. Or you could play some sports on the ground. ©2014 Brady L.B.

©2014 Brady L.B. Every day we get up in the morning to live our lives.  We all go to work, pay our bills, eat the same food, and so forth.  Our days come and go without real excitement and change to the world.  What if we changed all that?  What would happen if we changed everyday tasks into adventures?  Would we be happier?  We life seem more sweet?  Would we be less envious of other peoples Facebook lives?  Would we be able to get more done in a single day or even in the hour?  Would we be able to live our dreams instead fulfilling another's dream?  We should find out.  We should explore the possibility.  We should find our dreams and live. ---- Average Life I am Average.  I get up every morning before the sun get up, to go to my office job in town.  I have done nothing interesting most of my life.  You may ask how can I stand do these things day in and day out.  I am going to tell you how ...

Bringing a show to all that watch Until we reach the surface catch Bursting forth from that phase barrier Beginning to reach for starrier Life that we all seek for Even thou we will never soar ©2014 Brady L.B.

As a sit staring at my glass, I wonder to myself what will it look like with a clear soda contained within.  I slowly start poring in the cool bubbly liquid.  The liquid dances as more of it enters the glass container.  At-last the container is filled and the liquid begins to settle.  It becomes clearer and clearer.  It stops with several tinny streams of bubbles rushing for the surface.  These tinny streams of bubbles fascinated me so I look closer.  I watch as the tinny bubbles form on the glass and then lets go of the side.  Another bubble starts to grow in the place of the bother and goes through the same life cycle.  Again and again they grow and let go.  What could be causing them to grow in these few spots?  Is it a micro crack that I can not see?  Or is it that there is a speck of dirt that was not quite washed away?  I will never know for sure, but fascinates me no less. ©2014 Brady L.B.

How would it to be excited about small things in life. Lets travel back in time, to when we were small.  We got excited about getting a little prizes or praises.  When the simplest things brought joy to our little minds.  Think of how happy we were.  How much less stress we had. Now we stress over the little things and are not happy when get big prizes or praises.  What has happened that we have lost the joy of life.  Where has our hope of a brighter tomorrow.  It has been lost in our desire to have what others have, or that we think they have. Why can we not go back to the simpler times?

Each provides nourishment Given that not consumed in boorishment Good on salads and breads Should not be left in beds ©2014 Brady L.B.

Started in the ground To come to my table it is bound Releasing its sweet taste After entering my mouth and becoming a paste While I chew this berry Bringing pleasure and making me merry Every now and then I feel kindled Regret of how they dwindled Ready to eat them until they are gone Yawn. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Chocolate is so good How it goes great on strawberries, dude. Often eating way too much Chocolate dripping on such Other parts of me that don't eat Leaving smudges on my seat. After I am done enjoying it so To late is it to stop stains that just don't go. Eating them was so much fun, even with the mess so done. Don't fret at what you see Replace my clothes will it be In the end my stomach is full Putting my clothing in a suds pool. ©2014 Brady L.B. video

For some I take control Even when they go for a stroll After I have done my work Regret will lurk. For if you can control me Everywhere you be Another thought will fill you Relief for doing what you had to do. For those who do not heed my warning  Eventually someone will be mourning. Another of your needless adventure Regret will be their censure. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Silently drifting to the ground Never uttering a sound Offering all their gentile touch of cold With all that are bold ©2014 Brady L.B.

As I sit here thinking to myself.  What could possess me to get up this early?  Do I really need all the bells and trinkets that I have become accustomed too?  If I were to choose a simpler life would I be happier.  All I am doing now is spending more and more time away from those that I love.  Too what end do I do this.  To get a better TV?  To get approval from those who do not really know me?  To get faster internet, so I can see more of things that don't make me happy? Maybe I should stop all this nonsense and go to what really matters.  What really counts.  Go to a simpler life.

To win a million would be great Out of the work force gate Without it we would survive In the group we could dive Never needing to strive Another day Many have faltered with this great blessing Independent of how they are dressing Little by little it can be wasted Long boat do not need to be basted If we could prepare for the future Others we could help also for the future Now we might succumb to the green eyed creature ©2014 Brady L.B.

Fair is the day that you help And tease the kelp Together we do great things Helping those dingalings Earth cannot stop our projects Respect is given to our rejects ©2014 Brady L.B.

Giving hold were you want Loosing hold over time Useful in projects even in a rant Equipment may have this applied over time. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Mostly you start the work week Offering little to those who work New is the day I don't seek Doing the commute to work Again you have come Yesterday have you succumb. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Most of us would be lost without you Other days you offer a special cove Thou do the best that you can do Homes are filled with your love Everyone knows who Relieves a hurt glove So caused by a booboo Days like this Are to celebrate the bliss You bring to us. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Phases come and phases go How else would we know so Often we talk long into the night Never wondering what it would be with sight Even when we are very bright. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Doing what naturally comes And enjoying it for so long Nothing bring so much joy too all sums Chances you will like to play bongs Even when you are alone or acting like bums. Do not hold back what is inside Act out your inner child Never quit to just sit by the side Chances you will be able to do it in a field Every day you want to slide. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Many think I am the root of evil On the contrary the love of me is evil Never do I have real value Everyone agrees that I have a value Yes, it is true evil would still exist without me Many have loved what I represent Oppression is not what I vent Now improving free trade is what I represent Every time I am used You have won or lost without being fused. My presence does not control you O the use of me does not abuse you Need of me is not there Everyone uses me to get what they care Yes, it is you who controls what I am. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Start to go forward To see that you are not a coward Especially when you need Patience in your deed. See all that you can accomplish Together you can abolish Everything that blocks your way Pushing what you can say. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Participant at getting things done Responding to crisis and wraps them in a bun Outstanding in all before becoming gone Price at doing well Requires you to swell Over things within the ring of a bell. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Dear to our hearts Reverberate our desire carts. Embraced in secret Among so many regrets May we fly So high before we die. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Priority needs to come for some Especially when writing may come. No gravity is needed to operate Chilling tho it may be to cooperate. Independent of who controls Living until the lead ends its patrols. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Coming from the minds of artists Out to the open for realists My favorites are here In line with those there Chancing to find dreams to care Bringing reading to all ages Often see by sages Often passed around Kept all so sound. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Showing off more than normal With objectives to look less formal. In to the water we go Most of us would want to do so. Sunshine helps us to standout Under an umbrella that is not so stout. In the end we get washed To get out the sand that we squashed. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Red lines are set forth as a ranger Even in the face of danger Do not cross this act Lives the citizens hoping If their president were not flopping Never enforcing his stance Ever with the red line prance. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Who is always howling Often to gain attention from brawling Leaving other animals little left to eat For it always is looking for meat. ©2014 Brady L.B.

For those who can't tell Air passing through intestines smell. Regardless of how it starts To bring swift death through silent darts. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Just have to do it Or you will not get it Before you run out of money for it. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Here I sit pondering What could the day be laundering I might be happy Or the day could be sappy. The day could be filled with adventures Or it could be filled with dentures. One thing is for sure I will not know unless I endure. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Going to hold Long items too bold Unable to stop Errors of drop ©2014 Brady L.B.

Loved by all abound In all lands around Given by a large ball of gas Have all come to pass To enjoy this thing without mass. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Bringing little to the tables And doing little fables. Doing nothing more then Possibly signing louder Off what others say Even if it were not a flounder. Most would walk away. ©2014 Brady L.B.

How to begin If I wait is it a sin? There is so many choices Should I listen to the voices? Here I sit before my indecision Without additional vision. How can I choose, When I can loose? I must make a decision In this aisle With so much food clouding my vision As if I stuck on a deserted isle. ©2014 Brady L.B.

I must go faster So that I am the master Of those around me I must let them be. If I slow down I will not get the crown That goes to the best And not the rest. As I look up In hopes that I am not the pup. I notice I have gone And nothing had been done. I have not moved one foot I am feeling kaput. How can it be That I could not see. I am not the winner And I will not be back for dinner. What went wrong Did I not sing the winner's song. All is lost in the race, On this fixed base. I must go now And give a bow. ©2014 Brady L.B.

* Continued * Tim continued to watch the concentration camp.  He got his first glimpse of the Citizen Eaters and they were as horrible as their description.  Tim noticed that they followed a certain pattern as they patrolled the area.  They left large gaps in their search and they left the back of the complex mostly unguarded.  Over the years the Citizen Eaters must have gotten tiered of patrolling areas that they thought were never going to have someone there. Tim decided that he would get closer to the back of the compound that night.  He looked through his supplies to see if anything would help him in his mission.  In the bottom of his back he found some bolt cutters.  He figured that he could use the bolt cutter to get through the back fence and get the prisoners out during the cover of night. He spent the rest of the day resting so that he would have the energy to sneak around that night.  That night the moon was a haunting red. ...

Food, food where is all the food? I ripped open all the cabinets that I could find.  There was nothing in them but dust.  I ripped open the last box with a lock on it.  Nothing!  A rat had gotten to its contents before I got here.  The box had torn up paper and plastic with rat droppings mixed in. This was worthless; I had wasted a lot of time and energy to come up empty handed. Food, food where is all the food? I walked towards the door, out of the corner of my eye I saw something glitter.  I went towards it to find out what it could be.  It could be a bottle of some food or drink.  My heart was racing with anticipation of finding something to eat.  It was a gold coin, how disappointing.  I decided to take it with me just in case I find a use for it later. You may wonder why I was disappointed about finding gold.  The truth is that gold is not worth a lot now days. I left the deserted house to wander the empty streets ...

It is amazing that we are influenced by the input we get from others.  For example the other day someone was telling me about the length of an item.  I thought he was talking about a different item.  When I went to measure the item I was thinking about I came up with length that I was told.  I went to measure the item again a few days later and it was two feet longer then my previous notes of how long it was.  The item did not grow in that time, I just perceived it was shorter based on previous data I have gotten.

* Continued * Traveling to the east was slow going.  The paths were rocky and terrain changed in elevation often.  While Tim traveled he thought about his family that he was giving up.  The rocks that were forming in his stomach where harder to traverse then the rock that battered his feet.  Several days later, Tim was almost out of supplies and wanted to turn around to correct his mistake of not going after his family.  He knew that he could not make the journey back with the supplies that he had left.  The only hope he had is to continue forward until he could find more supplies. That night he could see a glimmer of light coming from something several miles in front of him.  The thoughts of a town being in front of him raced through his mind and excited him.  He was too tired to continue that night, so he set up camp and sleep. The next morning Tim got up early and started in the direction of the light that he saw the night before. ...

There you are in my pocket My blessed wallet. So much time We have spent in the climb. To the places we have gone And thing we have done. Money have come and gone In the night or in the sun. One thing is for sure You have more lure. Your sides show our journey Sometimes it is uncanny. Eventually we will have to part As another comes with me for a start. You will have outlived your usefulness Once you have taken on lifelessness. ©2014 Brady L.B.

* Continued * Tim did not want to be around when the Citizen Eaters showed up, but he knew that if he did not have any supplies he would not get very far from the town.  He knew that he would have to give into Rupert's demand of staying until the end of the day. "I guess I will have to stay.  I will need your help to catch up with my family.  Do you know about how far I will have to go to find them?"  Tim inquired to mislead Rupert. "I do not know how far your journey will be or if you will even make it.  The thing that matters right now is that we need to get to the restaurant.  Now, let's get going," Rupert indicated. Rupert's restaurant was not far from the house.  They arrived at their destination within a few minutes of leaving the house.  The restaurant was nothing flashy.  It was a small building that did not look much different than the houses around it.  Inside there were a few tables set up for customers and small ki...

* Continued * "I will be going out on my own," Tim told Rupert.  "I need to find my own path and not be stuck here in a small town."  Tim knew that the words he said would be taken badly.  He did not want Rupert to try to convince him to stay.  To his surprise Rupert did not show any sign of discomfort to what he had said. "Where will you be going?  Are you going after your family or are you going to try and hide from all this?" asked Rupert.  Rupert was trying not to show his feeling to the young penguin.  He was shocked that Tim had been so rude about the place that he called home, but he realized that Tim had gone through a shock and would probably lash out at those who had not hurt him. Tim was taken back by what Rupert had said.  Did he know what he was planning or was he just taking a wild guess?  Tim replied, "Does it matter where I am going?  I am just not going to stay here." "It does matter.  If you are going af...

Keep it short As you go to the court Of your peers And onlookers. You have so few letters To convince them that you are better Then others they read On the electronic feed. You may surprise The the eyes Or burn Their concern. As long as you write Within their site. You can be seen By those who are keen. If you with in hold Instead of being bold, Then they will not behold Your inner gold. Write what you know Before you grow Out of the knowledge You can't get at college. Write, I tell you Write Write what is bright Or what is right To be within sight. If you don't we will not grow With the words that you sow. Let us grow Please let us grow. ©2014 Brady L.B.

* Continued * The next morning Rupert opened the door and called in, "Time to get up.  We would not want to waste the day now would we?" Tim shifted in the bed and grunted. "Come on now," indicated Rupert. Rupert did not take a step in the room.  Rupert felt a twinge of fear that he might have to enter the room to wake up Tim.  Rupert banged on the wall in an attempt to wake up the sleeping penguin.  The little penguin moved a little more lively then he had done so far. "I have cooked fresh fish for breakfast and I have to go work soon.  You cannot stay in my house while I am gone.  I am sorry for what happened to your family, but I can't trust you yet to be alone in my house," sternly Rupert communicated. "Can I have a few more minutes?" inquired Tim.  He was fully awake after Rupert banged on the wall.  He did not want to get up.  He felt hopelessness throughout his whole body.  He thought that if he got out of bed that ...