Author: Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

HAPPINESS TIP: LOVE, REVERE, AND APPRECIATE ALL THAT HAS BEEN LOANED TO YOU – FOR ALL OF YOUR DAYS – BY THE MOST GRACIOUS OF GIVERS

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

Here’s a Happiness Tip which summarizes my basic philosophy on life and how I choose to live on a day-to-day basis: Love, value, revere and appreciate all and everything which has been loaned to you, for all of your days, by the most gracious of givers – God, the universe, the Creator, or whatever it is you believe in.

If you live in this fashion and take special care of the universe (and all of it’s wonderful creations), it will take care of you. I have such a blessed and beautiful life. And the way I’ve been living it is probably a big reason why. So love, value, revere, and appreciate everything in your life and live with a sense of magic and wonder. If you do, you might be amazed at how wonderful and beautiful your life becomes.

This and other happiness and self-improvement related tips are provided throughout my self-help oriented books: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/published-books-and-life-coaching-services/ 

#selfimprovement #selfhelp #selfdevelopment #intention #fulfillment #success #inspiration #happiness

HAPPINESS TIP: ENSURE ANY IMBALANCE IN LIFE IS INTENTIONAL AND TEMPORARY

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

Here’s a Happiness Tip regarding making sure that any periods of imbalance experienced in life are: (1) intentional, and (2) temporary in nature.

I must say I’ve been pretty impressed by the youth of today. So many seem so determined, so driven. It reminds me a lot of some of the older and past generations. I just hope they achieve what they are seeking without burning themselves out.

I always encourage some sense of balance but communicate that temporary imbalance is okay so long as it is intentional (and not habitual) and that you: (1) know what you really, really want and are working towards this, and (2) have a clearly defined exit so that you can then get back to leading a more balanced life. Otherwise, you might fall into the trap of working your life away and wake up one day pondering what happened to your life and find yourself haunted by all you had not done or experienced in life as well as any missed opportunities. Don’t do this to yourself.

Make balance a priority in your life. Because, focus and temporary imbalance might allow you to achieve specific goals in life but living with a sense of balance will ensure that you live a rich and rewarding life overall. Balance offers variety, stamina, warmth, color, excitement, inspiration, enjoyment, satisfaction, fulfillment, and overall happiness and allows one to recognize and capitalize on the synergies and opportunities in life – many of which may not be directly related to specific goals. So, always try to keep this in mind by making sure that any periods of imbalance in your life are truly intentional (and not habitual) and temporary in nature so you can get back to living a balanced life for much of the time.

This and other happiness and self-improvement related tips are provided throughout my self-help oriented books: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/published-books-and-life-coaching-services/ 

#selfimprovement #selfhelp #selfdevelopment #intention #fulfillment #success #inspiration #happiness

☆°▪︎ YESTERDAYS ABLAZE ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

What

can

you

.

d

o

.

when

life 

becomes

.

t

o

o

.

late

.

f

o

r

.

you . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ when

.

y

o

u

.

awake

.

t

o

.

find

.

a

.

strange

face

–

–

that

.

h

a

s

. 

aged

.

i

n

.

a

place,

–

–

with

.

y

o

u

r

.

yesterdays

ablaze . . .

–

–

–

 ~ with

.

y

o

u

r

.

yesterdays

ablaze

.

i

n

.

what

could

.

h

a

v

e

.

been

–

–

better

days

.

h

a

d

.

you

realized

.

t

h

e

.

truth . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ the

truth

.

t

h

a

t

.

all,

.

a

n

d

.

each.

.

a

n

d

.

everything

.

y

o

u

.

once

owned,

.

n

o

w

.

owns

you . . .

–

–

–

 ~ they

.

n

o

w

.

own

you . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

consume

.

y

o

u

r

.

youth,

–

–

burning,

–

–

burning

blue . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

s

o

–

–

–

now . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

now . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

it’s

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t

o

o

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late

.

f

o

r

.

change . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

it’s

.

t

o

o

.

late

.

t

o

.

make

things

.

g

o

.

your

way . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

because

.

i

t

.

would

.

n

o

t

.

matter . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ it

would

.

n

o

t

.

matter

–

–

anyway . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

f

o

r

–

–

– 

all

.

t

h

a

t

.

once

mattered

.

n

o

w

.

lies

.

i

n

.

tatters . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

o

r

–

–

–

has

.

b

e

e

n

.

consumed

.

b

y

.

flame,

–

–

leaving

.

o

n

l

y

.

gray

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a

s

h

.

remains . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Too

late . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Too

late . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Far

.

t

o

o

.

late

.

f

o

r

you . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

because

.

y

o

u

.

are

old . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

.

y

o

u

.

are

old . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

the

days

.

a

r

e

.

new.

Reflection: This was a forgotten personal struggle-themed poem I wrote back in August of 2019 where the contemplator looks back on a life that has somehow consumed his or her entire youth without any awareness – for the contemplator now is old, but “the days are new.” I played the wonderful song “The Fatal Gift” by Emily Haines in the background to create the “moodset” for the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.

☆°▪︎ THE MANY SIDES OF GOODBYE ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

Another

goodbye

–

–

blurs

.

m

y

.

eyesight,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

still

I

realize,

–

–

it

.

i

s

.

just

.

f

o

r

.

a

.

while . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ it

.

i

s

.

just

.

f

o

r

.

a

.

while . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

f

o

r

–

–

–

although

.

n

o

t

.

side

.

b

y

.

side . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

n

o

–

–

–

part

.

o

f

.

you

.

c

a

n

.

be

erased

.

b

y

.

time . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ nothing

.

c

a

n

.

be

erased

.

b

y

.

time . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

because

there

.

a

r

e

.

many

sides . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

s

o

–

–

–

many,

–

–

many

sides

.

o

f

.

goodbye . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

There

.

a

r

e

.

sides

.

t

h

a

t

.

die . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

sides

.

t

h

a

t

.

try . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

sides

.

t

h

a

t

.

know

–

–

how

.

t

o

.

lie . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

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.

a

r

e

.

sides

. 

t

h

a

t

.

hide . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

sides

.

t

h

a

t

.

take

flight . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

sides

.

t

h

a

t

.

know

.

n

o

t

.

why . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

b

u

t

–

–

–

I

.

do

.

n

o

t

.

mind,

–

–

being

blinded

.

b

y

.

every

–

–

gray

line,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

each

shaded,

–

–

chaotic

design

.

o

f

.

goodbye . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

because

.

I

.

a

m

.

one

.

t

o

.

realize

–

–

they

add . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ they

add

.

t

o

.

all

.

t

h

a

t

. 

was . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

is . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

will

be

.

i

n

.

life . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

memories

.

c

a

n

.

always

.

b

e

.

kind . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

there’s

.

n

o

.

cause

.

t

o

.

cry,

–

–

when

.

y

o

u

.

realize,

–

–

there’s

.

s

o

.

many

reasons

.

t

o

.

smile . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ there’s

just

.

s

o

.

many

reasons

.

t

o

.

smile,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

forward

drive,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

glimmer

.

a

n

d

.

glide,

–

–

upon

those

–

–

warming

lights,

–

–

which

burned

.

s

o

.

bright . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

because

.

o

n

c

e

.

upon

a

time,

–

–

together

.

w

e

.

smiled,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

were

part

.

o

f

.

a

life . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

that

starshine

–

–

which

beams

.

s

o

.

bright . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

makes

.

o

n

e

.

feel

.

s

o

.

alive . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ that

starshine

.

w

h

i

c

h

.

added

.

s

u

c

h

.

shimmer,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

hope,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

love,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

fire,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

color,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

charm . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

a

.

bold

brilliance

.

t

o

.

life . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

partly

came

.

f

r

o

m

.

each,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

all,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

every

.

p

a

s

t

.

goodbye . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ every

.

p

a

s

t

.

goodbye,

–

–

which

might

.

h

a

v

e

.

otherwise,

–

–

forever

made

.

u

s

.

cry . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

until

.

t

h

e

.

day

.

w

e

.

came

.

t

o

.

realize,

.

.

i

t

.

.

is

.

w

e

.

who

decide

–

–

which

parts

.

t

o

.

polish

.

a

n

d

.

prize . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

which

parts

.

t

o

.

bury,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

leave

behind . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ which

parts

.

o

f

.

each,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

all,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

every

–

–

goodbye

.

t

o

.

forward

.

i

n

.

time . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

understand

that

.

i

s

.

why . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

you

. 

a

r

e

.

you,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

I

.

a

m

.

I . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

for

that . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

.

f

o

r

.

that . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

w

e

–

–

–

can

smile,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

dance,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

shine,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

realize . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

i

t

–

–

–

all

brought

.

u

s

.

to

who,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

why,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

where

.

w

e

.

are

right

.

n

o

w

.

in

life . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

s

o

–

–

–

whether

–

–

goodbye

.

f

o

r

.

now,

.

.

o

r

.

.

goodbye

–

–

forever . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

each

.

a

n

d

.

every

–

–

goodbye

.

c

a

n

.

add

a

warmth

.

t

o

.

our

shine,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

a

sparkle

.

t

o

.

our

eye . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

So

yes,

–

–

another

goodbye

–

–

might

blur

.

m

y

.

eyesight . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

b

u

t

–

–

–

there

.

a

r

e

. 

many

sides . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

s

o

–

–

–

many,

–

–

many

sides

.

o

f

.

goodbye.

Reflection: This was a forgotten inspirational/hope-themed poem I wrote back in August of 2019 to help people deal with the “goodbyes” in their lives by understanding that every experience no matter how lengthy, how short, how large, how small, how powerful, or how subtle adds to the living collage that becomes who we are at any given point in time. And we result from all of those contributing parts and pieces. So, get into the practice of cherishing, loving, and appreciating all of that throughout your life. A favorite Dr. Suess quote comes to mind here: “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” So, do this if you can. I played the wonderful gem of a song “Nihilist Abyss” by Emily Haines in the background to create the “moodset” for the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.

☆°▪︎ WHEN UP FALLS DOWN (SONG) ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

The

–

–

“once

upon

a

time”

–

–

back

when,

.

.

f

a

l

l

s

.

.

upon

.

m

y

.

heart

again,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

it

.

m

a

y

.

never

end . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(it may never end ?)

I

can

see

–

–

what’s

wrong

tonight,

–

–

I

can

tell

–

– 

what’s

.

i

n

.

your

mind,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

now

.

i

s

.

not

.

t

h

e

.

time . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(now is not the time ?)

The

truth

–

–

turns

day

.

t

o

.

black,

–

–

–

 ~ the

storming

.

s

k

i

e

s

.

attack,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

there’s

.

n

o

.

turning

back . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(there’s no turning back ?)

<instrumental interlude>

Can’t

.

y

o

u

.

see

.

i

t

.

now ?

–

–

–

 ~ it

.

a

l

l

.

becomes

.

s

o

.

clear

somehow,

–

–

when

.

e

v

e

n

.

up

.

f

a

l

l

s

.

down . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(when up falls down ?)

Memories

.

o

f

.

all

.

t

h

a

t

.

was,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

pale

pictures

.

o

f

.

the

past,

.

.

a

r

e

.

.

all

that

.

w

e

.

have

left . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(all that we have left ?)

Memories . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Memories . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Memories . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Memories . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Memories . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<4 times then instrumental wrap>

Reflection: This was the lyrics to an indie pop song I wrote back in July of 2019 which could also be viewed as a romantic-themed poem. All of my poetry tends to be lyrical in nature – so writing poetry to music was pretty easy for me to do. I had written the music to the song back in 1990/1991 – but did not write the lyrics until 2019. In this song/poem the contemplator confronts the decline of a once vibrant, romantic relationship – and realizes there is no going back.

☆°▪︎ A NEW DAY DAWNS TODAY (AND EVERY DAY – SONG) ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

A new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

A new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Paint it up

.

i

n

.

smiling rays,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

make it into

a brighter place,

–

–

before you 

leave the day . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

before you

leave the day . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

It starts

with you

.

a

n

d

.

what you

choose,

–

–

you never

know

–

–

how much

the good

will do,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

make

.

t

h

e

.

change . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

make

.

t

h

e

.

change . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

A new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

A new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Love is

.

a

t

.

your

command,

–

–

the magic

.

i

s

.

in your 

heart

.

a

n

d

.

hands,

.

.

s

o

.

.

love

today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

love

today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

A masterpiece

.

f

o

r

.

better ways,

–

–

don’t let

the days

simply

.

g

o

.

astray . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

just

create

a

way . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

create

a

way . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<instrumental interlude>

A new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

A new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Paint it up

.

i

n

.

smiling rays,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

make it into

a brighter place,

–

–

before you 

leave the day . . .

–

–

–

 ~ yes,

before you

leave the day . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

It starts

with you

.

a

n

d

.

what you

choose,

–

–

you never

know

–

–

how much

the good

will do,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

make

.

t

h

e

.

change . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

make

.

t

h

e

.

change . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

f

o

r

–

–

–

a new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

a new day

dawns today . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

every

day.

“and every day” echoes throughout end of song or other separate part of album such as the intro to the song, a later reprise, or both

Reflection: This was the lyrics to an indie pop song I wrote back in July of 2019 which could also be viewed as an inspirational/hope-themed poem. All of my poetry tends to be lyrical in nature – so writing poetry to music was pretty easy for me to do. I had written the music to the song back in 1990/1991 – but did not write the lyrics until 2019. This song/poem was written to inspire people to create magic, brilliance, brightness, and charm, and to make the most of out of each and every day – not just only for themselves but also for all of those they come in contact with.

☆°▪︎ WHEN TOMORROW COMES (SONG) ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

The

petals

.

o

f

.

a

.

dying

dream,

.

.

c

a

n

.

.

bloom

when

.

b

a

r

e

.

hope

.

i

s

.

found . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

The

breeze 

above

.

a

silent

sea,

.

.

c

a

n

.

.

scatter

them

–

–

without

a

sound . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(I know when the dream is gone)

The

tunnels

.

o

f

.

fantasy,

.

.

c

a

n

.

.

bring

you

.

t

o

.

where

.

y

o

u

.

might

long

.

t

o

.

be,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

the

gates

.

o

f

.

eternity,

–

–

open

only

–

–

when

.

w

e

.

cease

.

t

o

.

be . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(I know when the end is near)

So,

hold

me,

–

–

love

me,

–

–

I

want

.

s

o

.

much

.

t

o

.

believe . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Taunt

me,

–

–

tease

me,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

imprison

me

.

i

n

.

rhapsody . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(for alone I will sleep till dawn)

<instrumental interlude>

Your

.

k

i

s

s

.

leaves

.

m

e

.

blue,

–

–

although

.

y

o

u

r

.

touch

.

i

s

.

cold

.

a

s

.

clay,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

even

.

i

f

.

your

love

.

i

s

.

true,

–

–

I

can’t

remove

.

t

h

e

.

barricade

.

I’ve

lost . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(I’ll win when tomorrow comes)

So,

hold

me,

–

–

love

me,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

Illusion

me

.

w

i

t

h

.

ecstasy . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Taunt

me,

–

–

tease

me,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

surrender

.

t

o

.

my

destiny . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Bend

me,

–

–

break

me,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

remind

me

–

–

this

is

.

a

l

l

.

a

dream . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(Goodbye my dear, there’s nothing left but here . . . Goodbye)

Reflection: This was the lyrics to an indie pop song I wrote back in July of 2019 which could also be viewed as a romantic-themed poem. All of my poetry tends to be lyrical in nature – so writing poetry to music was pretty easy for me to do. I had written the music to the song back in 1990/1991 – but did not write the lyrics until 2019. In this song/poem the contemplator confronts the decline of a once vibrant, romantic relationship – and realizes there is no point in continuing on. Because simply holding on to hope would just delay the inevitable – causing greater pain, distress, and distance in the process. I played around with some words on this one. For example, part of this can be read two different ways which was done intentionally:

“and even if your love is true, I can’t remove the barricade I’ve lost,” and later as a separate thought: “I’ll win when tomorrow comes.”

“and even if your love is true, I can’t remove the barricade.“

‘”Ive lost.” and later as a continued thought: I’ll win when tomorrow comes.”

So, take your pick.

☆°▪︎ IN LOVE WITH THE DARK (I ONCE HAD A HEART – SONG) ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

I

once

.

h

a

d

.

a

heart,

–

–

which

.

f

e

l

l

.

in

love

.

w

i

t

h

.

the

dark . . .

–

–

–

 ~ couldn’t

see

.

t

h

e

.

day,

–

–

without

.

t

h

e

.

rain

.

o

f

.

shame . . .

–

–

–

 ~ didn’t

.

f

e

e

l

.

alive

.

o

r

.

awake,

–

–

without

.

t

h

e

.

pain . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

You

once

.

w

e

r

e

.

caught,

.

.

i

n

.

.

my

cobwebs

.

o

f

.

thought . . .

–

–

–

 ~ everywhere

.

y

o

u

.

went,

.

.

y

o

u

.

.

had

.

t

o

.

defend . . .

–

–

–

 ~ everything

.

y

o

u

.

did,

–

–

could

.

b

e

.

seen

.

a

s

.

sin . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

can’t

.

l

e

t

.

go

.

o

f

.

this

–

–

controlling

sense,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

I

can’t

.

h

o

l

d

.

on

.

t

o

o

.

long

.

l

i

k

e

.

this . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

I

can’t

escape

.

a

l

l

.

this

emptiness,

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

I

can’t

.

l

e

t

.

it

kill 

.

o

r

.

chill

.

m

y

.

soul . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<instrumental interlude 1>

I

am

.

s

o

.

drawn,

.

.

t

o

.

.

things

that

.

a

r

e

.

wrong . . .

–

–

–

 ~ can’t

.

l

e

t

.

them

go,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

I

can’t

–

–

break

away . . .

.

.

.

 ~ can’t

.

l

e

t

.

them

show,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

I

can’t

.

m

a

k

e

.

them

fade . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<instrumental interlude 2>

I

once

.

h

a

d

.

a

heart,

–

–

which

.

f

e

l

l

.

in

love

.

w

i

t

h

.

the

dark . . .

–

–

–

 ~ couldn’t

see

.

t

h

e

.

day,

–

–

without

.

t

h

e

.

rain

.

o

f

.

shame . . .

–

–

–

 ~ didn’t

.

f

e

e

l

.

alive

.

o

r

.

awake,

–

–

without

.

t

h

e

.

pain.

Reflection: This was the lyrics to an indie pop song I wrote back in July of 2019 which could also be viewed as a personal struggle-themed poem. All of my poetry tends to be lyrical in nature – so writing poetry to music was pretty easy for me to do. I had written the music to the song back in 1990/1991 – but did not write the lyrics until 2019. In this song/poem the affected party tends to be drawn to that which tends to be wrong or bad for him/her and has trouble avoiding, breaking away from, and escaping them.

☆°▪︎ ENOUGH (SONG) ▪︎°☆

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

holding

.

o

n

.

too

long . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

coloring

.

t

h

e

.

wrongs . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

saying

goodbyes,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

then

believing

.

i

n

.

how

much

–

–

you’ll

try . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

(next time)

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<rising echoes panned left tonight “I’ve had enough” 8 times into start of chorus 1 below>

<start of chorus 1>

I

could

.

m

a

k

e

.

you

shine . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

could

.

m

a

k

e

.

you

proud

.

t

h

a

t

.

you

.

w

e

r

e

.

mine . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

could

.

g

i

v

e

.

you

love . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

could

give

.

y

o

u

.

everything

below

.

a

n

d

.

above . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

could

try

.

a

n

d

.

try . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

could

take

.

y

o

u

.

to

.

t

h

e

.

skies . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I

could

.

g

i

v

e

.

the

sun,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

still

.

i

t

.

would

.

n

o

t

.

be

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<end of chorus 1>

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

feeling

alone . . .

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ even

when

–

–

you’re

sharing

.

m

y

.

home . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

promises

.

t

o

.

change,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

later

telling

.

m

e

.

I

am

.

t

o

.

blame . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<rising echoes panned left tonight “I’ve had enough” 8 times into start of chorus 2 below>

<start of chorus 2>

You

.

s

a

y

.

I

gave

.

u

p

.

on

you . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ well,

what

.

t

h

e

.

hell

.

a

m

.

I

supposed

.

t

o

.

do ?

–

–

–

.

.

.

hold

on

.

t

o

.

a

love,

.

.

t

h

a

t

.

.

is

worth

–

–

little 

more

.

t

h

a

n

.

dust ?

–

–

–

.

.

.

We

could

.

h

a

v

e

.

been

.

s

o

.

much . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

We

could

.

h

a

v

e

.

had

.

s

o
.

much

more

.

t

h

a

n

.

us . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

b

u

t

–

–

–

that’s

.

t

h

e

.

way

.

i

t

.

goes,

.

.

i

n

.

.

a

love

that

.

i

s

.

nothing

more

.

t

h

a

n

.

show . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<end of chorus 2>

<instrumental interlude>

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

staying

.

t

h

e

.

same . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

o

f

–

–

–

remaining

.

i

n

.

place,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

not

turning

.

t

h

e

.

page . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Yes,

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough

.

o

f

.

not

seeing

.

t

h

e

.

change,

.

.

o

f

.

.

remaining

.

i

n

.

place,

.

.

o

f

.

.

staying

.

t

h

e

.

same,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

not

turning

.

t

h

e

.

page . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ve

.

h

a

d

.

enough . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

<rising echoes panned left tonight “I’ve had enough” 8 times into start of chorus 3 below>

<start of chorus 3>

So,

.

I’ll

forget

.

y

o

u

r

.

name,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

carry

.

o

n

.

just

.

t

h

e

.

same . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

I’ll

move

on,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

it

will

.

b

e

.

like

–

–

you’ve

always

.

b

e

e

n

.

gone . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

There’ll

.

b

e

.

nothing

left . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ it’ll

.

b

e

.

like

.

w

e

.

never

met,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

that

.

i

s

.

all . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Nothing

.

w

i

l

l

.

remain

.

o

f

.

you,

–

–

except

.

t

h

i

s

.

sad

.

a

n

d

.

somber

song.

Reflection: This was the lyrics to a pop song I wrote back in July of 2019 which could also be viewed as a romantic-themed poem. All of my poetry tends to be lyrical in nature – so writing poetry to music was pretty easy for me to do. I had written the music to the song back in 1990/1991 – but did not write the lyrics until 2019. In this song/poem the contemplator has tried everything he or she possibly could to make things work out – with no success – and has finally given up, has had enough, and is moving on at last.

HAPPINESS TIP: BE MINDFUL OF ALL YOU EXPOSE YOURSELF TO AND SURROUND YOURSELF WITH IN LIFE

Posted on by Joseph M. Brennan Jr.

Always be mindful of the polarity – positive or negative – associated with the resulting experiences of all you expose yourself to and surround yourself with in life. This includes that which you read, view, listen to, engage in, and those you spend your time with.

To live a happy life, you will want to mindfully incorporate more of the associated positive experiences and less of the negative ones. If you do this, you will live increasingly happier over time.

For example, someone I coached recently shared that she frequently immerses herself in content associated with various conspiracy theories. I asked her why she fills so much of her time with these kinds of activities. She indicated she enjoys them and likes to stay informed.

So, I asked her about some of the latest conspiracy theories she exposed herself to and how they made her feel. She responded that they made her feel angry, bitter, and disgusted for much of the time. Angry? Bitter? Disgusted? And for much of the time? Does this sound like a happy, enjoyable life to you?

I shared these observations with her and she began to realize how much of a toll these kinds of activities were taking on herself and her life. I encouraged her to think carefully about whether she truly wanted to expose herself to these kinds of negative experiences and, if she did, then to perhaps engage in these activities in moderation and with a sense of balance so they didn’t consume so much of her life with negativity. She started performing fewer of these activities and filling more of her time with what she truly enjoys. And she now feels much happier and more positive in nature.

So, always be mindful of what you expose yourself to in life and who you surround yourself with. Fill more of your life with positive experiences and less of your life with negative experiences. If you do this, you will live increasingly happier over time. And that will make you feel wonderful. And you will lead a rich and rewarding life. And this will benefit not only you but also everyone who surrounds you. So, do this for yourself (and others) if you can.

This and other happiness and self-improvement related tips are provided throughout my self-help oriented books: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/published-books-and-life-coaching-services/ 

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