Keanna Barry
Bio
Give me a chance to help you with my own words?
My writing is intended to be read by you and the lessons being learned from what i am saying is all i pray and hope for to help improve quality of life for you, me, and like everyone else too!
Stories (106/0)
Was It The End?
Dear diary, Today is: Tuesday, May 13, 2025. I woke up with a panic attack. I’m not exactly one to ever get them but last night I had the most vivid of dreams. It was probably my glimpse into heaven but it was quite the leading. Leading me into a state of confusion but also into a state of ease. The weird thing of it is I wasn’t exactly scared, it just opened up my eyes to the true world. The world we should have been creating, maintaining, and living in. My dream struck me as a nightmare and I was confused of why I was dreaming this so vividly and with that I had woken up in a panicked state. I tried to reflect on it but could barely remember what happened. So instead I decided to pick up my journal and tell you as much as I can. The world had seemed to be on edge. The type of edge that should be concerning to all of us and it sure was! At least to me. I noticed others acting “normal” but I didn’t understand how anybody could act in that way when frightening matters were evolving. The chaos and madness of our world being shown it’s last days. The heavy rain beginning to flood, the quakes of the planet, the thunderstorms and lightning all occurring at the same moment. It was a beautiful sight to see but with an ending so tragic I regret and shun seeing the “beauty” behind any of it.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Fiction
Beauty Behind It All
The end of the world as we had known it wasn’t a simple task to complete. It wasn’t my task but my take on it was that the shadows of our sad souls were too gloomy to manifest salvation in safe ways. Safe ways would have involved creating a safer law scheme that included laws that would be in the energy of the world where these laws would never be able to break due to the preventions that the energy holds. Morality needed in all peoples where we as a whole human race set aside our differences for the sake of the planet. It was too late for that. The sake of our planet was in our hands and those holding us down under never concluded the fact that the end was ever so close. Closer than anyone could have assumed. It was a spontaneous happening and it wasn’t scary alone but more than that and more frightening, more than screech blaring madness, and more than horrible of a mess that had left us dead.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Earth
Era of Pink Skies
The era of pink skies determines an idea of waking up our “sleepy-sad-stupid people” by blasting the truths of the world through the microphones of the clouds. One where we may all hear it. At the same time and hear the correction of what needs to be said. This will be where we all hear the crucial clues. Without suggestions of the mess we purposely continued to live in. We will entwine greater satisfaction to merely everybody that deserves it but also to those who want it to escalate in ways so proper it would correct the issues pressuring the world to collapse. With the weights of despairs, sorrows, imprecision, and cluelessness we have borrowed an idea to set action of allowing our rotations to be set forth without actually purposefully doing any of that. It exclaims truancy from the most powerful of people but the sirens blaring from the powerless are now beginning a pause that won’t reciprocate until the fight is over. This fight figures a lapse of countless attempts of trying to make the world a better place.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Futurism
Universe of Love
The universe of love will be our next home. This new place will correct the issues of the “completely corrupt place” past life that led to the destruction of humanity. In this new life nobody will have the choice or opportunity to be made with wicked characteristics. It just won’t happen. Nobody will live with hate in their precious hearts. Nobody will use their free-will for selfish purposes or for any kind of harmful meaning. Nobody will go hungry or thirsty because we’ve arrived an idea that basic needs shall never be at a cost or at an expense when we create this new loving place. One that is sweeter and one that is full of joy, laughter, peace, love, and fun times that are ready to be enjoyed. This one is where all the people may live at ease and have no worries, no inner issues of ones self, or any insecurities because in this brand new world our peoples know better than to insult someone else. The world as we knew it had to come to an end. Think about it like this… the act of robotic living and the ritual of robotic thinking clashed with the manor of doing things out of pure love and for doing hard work to ensure the future of these suffering lives may be way better.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Futurism
Tragically Speaking
The craziest part about being crazy is that you’re not “crazy” but you are actually in fact completely sane and have dealt with all of life’s imperfections to such a limit where it interferes with your stability and outlook on life. Which causes the result of being looked or frowned upon as being a crazy being. I’m afraid to admit this but I am so sane it makes my brain shut down and my being too sad to think concept comes into the light. Once again I am writing of global issues and it would be wrong of me to not address them to then see if “anybody” will use my knowledge to benefit the world from the things I have to say. I have to say: it’s not fair that we allow money to conquer the aspects of saving another’s life. I mean when people can’t afford their help not only is it chokeholding their will to live a better life but it is also closing down the possible doors and chances of peace arising in our home of planet earth.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Earth
“Kidz are Lonesome” - an article for activism
During one of my times in the psych ward I was trying to invent a campaign or foundation or organization called “Kidz are Lonesome” in hopes to bring mental illness in children into the light. My idea of “mental children lack self validation” comes from my own personal past and by wanting to advocate for those little people out there who are suffering in silence or don’t understand the issues pressuring them into an unfamiliar state. These unfamiliar states resembles darkness and deep sadness. With even more than that. As a young adult I’m still scared to be sullen so it’s no joke that I want to protect the younglings from these dark despairs. Dark despairs that are unfair to anybody but are more agonizing and aggressive to accept the matter that little ones feel any of the such.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Psyche
Dressed to Impress
My passion for fashion burns inside of me. Although I’m weak in the areas of owning my own style I have quite the few ideas of things I’d love to wear, have others envy enough to follow my original yet not completely original trends, and maybe even design someday. As a child I had wanted to be a fashion designer due to the show ‘That’s so Raven’ due to Raven Symone’s character’s alter attitude of wanting to be a clothing designer and that brought me to my own conclusion of wanting to do the same. Things have certainly changed over time and I’d rather much be a world peace or human rights advocate I still sit here today wanting to impress not just the guy who my heart is set on to looking good for him but for myself to stare in the mirror and feel hot.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Styled
Daddy Issues
The worst part of my life was when I decided I needed a dominant. I didn’t know the difference between a sexual dominant and one that helps with daily functions so I picked at the idea that I could be sexually dominated and possibly be loved in the right ways but it didn’t work out that way. I guess I was desperate and turned to complete strangers for my own self satisfaction of maybe feeling needed or even wanted. It was a dark era that lasted about a year and a half. With slip ups after that which had torn my possible chance of a lover into two and my actions were atrocious enough to close those doors and reminded me of why I have been on my own and had preferred it that way. Due to my adoption I was raised in an all woman home and my two brothers were in different homes so I didn’t grow up with either of them and I didn’t have a father figure or an actual father to nurture or protect me from life and love troubles.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Confessions
Art of Boxed Braids
Boxed braids are a protective hair style that I can’t stop rocking. Mainly because I shaved my head when I was 18 due to being under pressure and on the brink of a serious meltdown so it was bye bye hair instead of bye bye life. I have my regrets over that because my hair is legit my life and the things that caused that breakdown are now suppressed. But I am happy because this hair style on my mulatto head helps make me feel stunning in ways that are humble but a tiny bit a way of exclaiming self love and appreciation for my beauty.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Blush
The Ocean’s Dark Truths
My true identity is within these four. Dedicated to the life of the oceans; the Pacific, the Atlantic, the Indian, and... the Arctic. We are one body yet have been divided by land by a natural instinct of what the world decided for itself. Now due to the progression of how deep the oceans limits are... well we all remain carefree and slightly careless. I’m here to say that I can always feel the waves rush when the waters ache for relief. The jealousy of being pure when our friends the lakes, rivers, and ponds are full of pollution. The waves are the waters way of acting up and it’s beautiful but I believe that human beings detest the matter behind the oceans dark truths.
By Keanna Barry 3 years ago in Earth