Hello, I'm Alexis Brianne. I'm an nostalgic, an idealist, an opportunist, madly in love with life and inspired by everything. My favorite things are coffee, conversations, confidants and cats but that's a very short list. I'm just a small individual that's big on expression. Welcome to my meandering mind. I'm also available in most social networking varieties, cause I'm a junkie! Hit me up! @alexisbea!
This blog is intended to demonstrate the impact music has on society. When I think of the artist that have had the greatest impact on society as a whole there are four artist that come to mind. They are Bob Dylan, The Beatles, Bob Marley and Michael Jackson. Each of the individuals even those within the band have greatly increased the feeling of prosperity within us all. The feeling of oneness and collectedness throughout all of life. This is a message that must be heeded. It is the only message we should be subjecting ourselves to in a time where the world seems as if it is falling apart.
The earth itself is a wondrous and beautiful thing. It is teaming with life. It is plentiful in its nourishment for all of life. We have been suck in system of separation. One in which we constantly compare ourselves to others. Many of us look towards celebrities in whatever field for guidance. The truth is they are people just like everyone else. They too have ups and downs and while it may seem their life is easier than yours, it may not be so. Each person is given the circumstances they can overcome. The truth is that love is the answer. If you can be aware of love and cherish it both within yourself and for all the rest of life you will know peace. Jimi Hendrix once said that “when the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace”. This is absolutely true. “Imagine all the people living for today.”
Now is the time to recognize your own gifts and talents. Now is the time to be thankful for the things you have instead of hoping for something gained. Now is the time to make precious each and every moment for it is just that. Michael Jackson said, “in a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.”
Each of these particular artist were truly a voice for the people. They were not concerned with the material possessions or wealth. They knew that true wealth was within the hearts and minds of men; within shared conversation, within shared wisdom, and simply within sharing. They used their fame as a catalyst for enlightenment and understanding to demonstrate the goodness in the world, in love, that is free to anyone whom seeks it and especially to anyone who shares it.
The examples of them pressing this message of hope is endless but I have picked a few examples for you all to reflect on. So many of us place great blame upon ourselves and others but we can truly only grow when we as a whole stop being victims and decide to become creators. Manifesting our own destiny.
Let It Be by The Beatles is a great song for reflection and meditation. “When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be”
All You Need Is Love by The Beatles is obvious and brilliant anthem for this critical time. It speaks of all aspects of life and explains the answer is simple, “all you need is love.”
And as individuals The Beatles continued to promote this same message of love each in their own way.
With John we most typically think of Imagine because it is such an eloquent and magical gem that grows evermore inspiring with each year.
Because the system sucks and feeds us nothing but lies
Because we want love and peace here on earth!
“All things must pass” there is no use in worrying in what is gone, be strong and be happy for what you have but all things must pass. Let life flow, let it roll. “within you or without you”.
Because everyone loves “silly loves songs”
and Because “in love our problems disappear but all in all we soon discover that one and one is all we long to hear!”
Ringo Starr gives us a recipe for success: “You got to love everything breath you breathe. Look at the sky and believe.”
And because “every soul has a secret give it away or keep it but yesterday is gone so tell me why you carry the weight of the world?”
Because the truth and all the answers are “blowin’ in the wind”.
The nasty truth of the “masters of war” Who are the cowards through out history. “We just want you to know we can see through your mask.”
And ongoing into the darker side of our history as a people - these masters - these leaders, DO NOT REALLY CARE ABOUT US!
And because we have no one to blame but ourselves. Like Gandhi said, “be the change you want to see in the world.” Michael says, “starting with the man in the mirror, make that change.”
Because deep, deep, down within each of us is the desire for that ONE LOVE. “Let’s get together and feel alright.”
And because it is time for the whole world, all of humanity to be redeemed. “Won’t you help to sing these songs of freedom, cause all I ever have redemption songs. Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy, ‘Cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets while we stand aside and look”?
All of the artist in this post had a dream of living in peace. They did not concern themselves with material goods. They wanted truth, justice, peace, and love. This is music that is good for the soul. It enriches and transforms the listener. Look not on others to be your guide, be your own guide. Be the light! Be the change! Shine bright and love even when it is hard because that is when the power of love is needed the most.
Loneliness and I aren’t friends. Neither of us understood the other. We argued for hours over the most minimal issues. It brings a strange smile to my face now. I just wish he was still around.
I’m breaking down like never before. Sold my soul to get comfortable and now it’s fading and I’m feeling cold again.
I want to hold you but I hold back. What a strange sense of oxygen What a strange moron I am.
I’m terrible insane honestly in every way.
Look in my eyes tell me otherwise you know you’ll lie eventually
evidently, I’m unusual. I despise perception believed to be concrete there is nothing concrete you little strange ones who believe that nothing can be changed will always be just enough
the enemy of the best is JUST ENOUGH
I’m so ill my stomach churns when I think of your satisfaction in the mundane
well go walk in your everyday glory it will fade today or the next nonetheless sooner than later you will see eye for eye shall never reign again we live and bleed in different times
it’s more complex it’s a sad fact that most of you cannot see this but when it come down it it
loneliness and I were never friends I don’t want to die alone I think about future plans and such and it makes me so anxious at times but I inhale that next breath like it’s my last because at any moment I could move or leave this earth.
I don’t need judgement but neither do you so shut that door and open anew
I write this to tell you what I know my lord how the times have changed and keep changing so nothing ever seems as good or as bad as it truly was so take it in, soak it up, and let the good times roll.
I’m addicted baby, you can fill the rest in. It’s better if you don’t know. I don’t need judgement but neither do you so shut that door and open anew
I wish you could roll me up in a quilt of quotes. Lay me down lightly and let me breath. Let me soak it deep into my skin. Let me ponder, let me wonder, let me meditate and appreciate. Let it become the most silent of sleep and let the day turn to dusk. Let the trees whimper in the wind and wave with the same rhythm of my breath. Let my exhale exclaim a phrase of grace and praise and let my inhale indulge in the oxygen of my surroundings. Let this rest be all that I need. Let me lay in a quilt of quotes for as little as an hour.
Give me the glorious, the glamorous, the fabulous, the inspiring, the bizarre, the eccentric, the divine, give me it all, give me it all the time. Give the beauty and I promise I will return it sevenfold. Give me the ugly, the vile, the destructive, the shameful, the horrifying, the simplifying, the dangerous, the wicked. Give me the absolute and let it become my resolution.
I wanna grow old but I wanna grow bold. I wanna know but I want the truth. Whether it’s dirty or shiny I want the wisdom not the knowledge.
And I wish you would roll us up together inside this quilt and tell me all the reasons why. I wish you would roll us up something sticky and make it icky. I wish you would sing to me, write a song for me. I would do the same for you, I would do the same for you. My promise has been and always will be to be your friend. Someone you can hold and someone to hold you when all the rest of the world has gone cold.
Someone who will wrap you up nicely in a colorful quilt of quotes. Someone who will speak truth no matter who it hurts. Someone who knows that the truth prevails. Someone who knows that whatever it is you are searching for they can and will do their best to be it or find it for you. You’re my moon and I am your sun.
Apart we are nothing but together we are everything. The universe is infinite what a pleasant experience this life alone has been. What joy, what sorrow awaits us in the world of tomorrow? Will our souls recognize each other? My, how, I cannot imagine not knowing you now. How I cannot imagine what a mess I would be without you.
And I could say you can string me along as long as you like but I’ve got a little truth in my pocket and if you pay enough attention, I’ll drop it.
I wanna be a runaway. I wanna run away.I wanna be a shooting star. I want to shoot a star.I wanna be, I wanna be.But none of this is me. My vision is gaining on me while my hearing seems to cease.I’m all out of breath now, I’m all our of please.I tell you to stop, but you fail to listen.Even when I explain.Your ears are surely missing.Just like mine. Just like mine.We’re having the best and worst of times.I’m sick to my stomach.I’ve got a crack on my heart.It’s growing stronger.I’m getting weaker. Soon I’ll fall apart.Completely,you complete me.But I’m desperate to lose.I’m desperate to self destruct.You and I are out of luck.I wished on stars.I ate several candy bars.I wanna weight a thousand tons.Help to explain why I ain’t getting none.The clock is ticking mr. man.If you think you can understand.Then wake the fuck up.I’ll shake you silly, I’ll fill your cup.Full and steaming at the brim.I’m not one to run with every whim.But this one tells me to stay stoic.To stay and pace and run in place.To hold my ground until it crumbles.Damn, this life is such a jumble.
I wonder where fear grows the most? Where the pain is unwavering in the soul? I ask so soft, so delicately for understanding. Up on illusion, I ran across the night sky. Clear my throat and tell no lies. No forgiveness yet no restraint. To have and to hold, to chock if I ain’t. Rumors are scabs, so ugly and noticeable when your picking at it, it will hide the truth from your face.
Something more or less sensational for your flesh. Is the question, we answer best? But it’s touch and taste and sight and smell but hearing your breath, your voice turns a hell, to a heaven, as quick and as clear as I can handle.
What is my damage? What have I done? Am I only one person? Am I the only one? I don’t believe I put anything to rest with any sleep or poetry, it just gives me enough energy, enough emotion to function and each day I feel less and less. I feel now like all I really am is a beating heart.
I think, I do. I think, I’ll try. To pace the floor. Refuse to cry. Open the eyes, the ears, the doors. Break like a heart, no love, forever more. In the current setting, a river runs fast, a river runs free. Circling me. Cycle thinking, knowingly. Surrounding, drowning, comfortably. Numb is emptiness. Numb doubts the obvious pain. Sad but true, etched in my brain. I’m calm, collected, intense, insane. Above average but as the night turns sweet or sour, I promise to make my mind at the end of the hour. To hold close and fast to a love said forever, to last. Scared of pain but more frightened of lonliness. I pray, I beg. This is my deepest breath, to inhale the air so tight and strong to hold onto your memory, forever long.