To be tested is good. The challenged life may be the best therapist.
quote by Gail Sheehy
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In California everyone goes to a therapist, is a therapist, or is a therapist going to a therapist.
quote by Truman Capote
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He Comes Knowing
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
Do you think he is oblivious to the obvious?
And living in a preferred time zone.
Comforted by hidden insecurities...
And deluded by the absence of practiced truths?
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
Do you believe,
One who has been made to feel an 'outsider'...
Does not perceive,
Who receives him as he is!
Amongst those who are quick...
To ridicule him with their negative judgements.
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
And...
He is guided by the 'Divine'!
In time,
You will discover that.
He comes knowing he is challenged.
And knowing he does...
What will and must take place,
To clean up disgraceful traces left,
By those who have lived their entire lives unchallenged...
Thoughtless.
And,
Born to feed their greed!
Prepare...
For the 'We Can and 'We Will'
Winds of change to blow,
Dramatically across the land!
And free of addicting pollutants.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith Proves
Faith proves complex when tested
Sweet when manifested
Faith fills needs to break through
Tested it seemly sinks to depths blue
Faith is a glowing light in a dark tunnel
Faith tested is a dead ending channel
Faith is a destined escape
Faith tested loses all form and shape
Faith is the cry to all battles
Yet tested falls about in loose shambles
Faith is wholesome and complete
Yet tested it feels so much like defeat
Faith moves mountains
Faith tested seems like bondage constrains
Faith is a well planted seed
Yet tested the feeling is hopeless indeed
poem by Wes Mbanje
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One Step At a Time
Challenged.
To face my own insecurities.
And see them for what they are.
Challenged I am with brutal honesty.
With the intent to pick them apart.
I am ready to breathe freely.
Challenged...
Yes!
But today I am not defensive.
Or offended by the time I have taken,
To get to this point in my life.
With habits I will address next.
But for now...
I am satisfied,
To be able to take one step at a time.
This life is mine.
And I am finally fine with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I don't have to lay on the couch and see a therapist because my therapist is in my paint brushes.
quote by Abbey Lincoln
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Sleep Agent
Okay...
I will admit it.
I have been using you.
You have been my therapist.
Here I sit,
Getting things off my chest.
And silence you give me.
As if you want to hear the rest.
And a going on of spilling of my guts I do.
And when I am through,
Not a sound from you comes.
As if you approve.
You have been my therapist.
And I have been your...
Sleep agent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confused by life
i hate feeling confused,
but it a good confused,
it makes me look at my life,
and helps me see,
what it is i would like to change,
and what is ok,
i use to avoid the hard things,
and push through the easy,
i realized,
i don't like to be challenged,
i've been challenged all of my life,
by what ppl do to me,
and by what i was given,
sometimes you just want that break,
but once you stop,
you start to lose,
everything you started to gain,
i learned that it better to just try,
than to give up completely,
on the things that matter to you,
you can never be perfect,
but trying gives you more of a reward.
poem by Mona Martinez
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My Ferret Sees a Therapist
My ferret sees a therapist,
On Wednesdays after sipping tea.
I thought it best to seek out counseling
To help me adjust to her personality.
Neither dog or cat nor weasel or squirrel,
Her therapist suggested I should call her Earl.
And when I called her Earl, she'd stare...
'I'm a Duchess, damnit! A lady! Don't you dare! '
Of course, my ferret receives much attention.
Some think she's a rodent of unusual dimension!
She's funny and bright and quicker than most.
My neighbors downstairs feed her whole wheat toast!
Yes, she's got us all in the palm of her paws.
Naturally, I'm flattered, amused and awed!
But somehow, I admit, she has me quite confused.
I can search and search and...'She finds my shoes! '
Smirking as she brings them chewed to me!
My obvious displeasure has her dancing with glee!
My ferret sees a therapist,
On Wednesdays after sipping tea.
On Thursdays I will go alone,
Since my ferret and the therapist
Agree this is best for me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am The First To Express My Apologies
Why am I able to stand firm and cemented?
And how can I agonize through pain to do it?
I am not a product of innuendos invented.
And my experiences are more,
Than I've revealed to mention.
And when I am challenged by someone,
I have never met with steadfast and fixed policies...
I am the first to express my apologies.
Since I know they have no clue,
As to 'what' and 'who' has had me already tested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Further Hesitating in the Waste of Time
I understand where you are going with this.
I even understand,
Why you might want this addressed.
But understanding 'you'...
I will never consider my priority.
Perhaps your therapist has you thinking,
You are okay.
And that is the reason your therapist gets paid.
But the time I have been given,
To live my life as I wish...
To adventure and explore,
Every moment of it...
I am going to do that.
Since...
It has only been a few years,
I realized I can do that and more...
Without asking for anyone's approval.
Or assistance.
And today?
I know what I can choose to accept.
Or choose to ignore.
And today and days ahead,
I will choose to ignore...
A further hesitating in the waste of time,
Others find important.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The World Is My Therapist And I'm In Counseling Right Now
Got my share of ugly, done did and said things I ain't proud of, I mean some ugly things, but what a real man does is ask God for forgiveness and whoever he have wrong.
We ain't perfect, we gonna make wrong decisions and sometimes even hurt people we love
For whatever reason it maybe, we do or say things that affect our lives forever and it sometimes changes our lives putting us a different course
The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now
Got a lot of hurt, anger, and frustrations in my life, the war in Liberia how traumatizing it was, life in America how hard and trial it can sometime be, interpersonal problems, such as people trying to break up your parents marriage, and then on top of that your own personal love problems and battling financial confidence
The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now
We may sometimes bend all the the way to the end but I never break, I never break......
Stronger than any rubber band or any bamboo reef, or better a diamond in a rough, I was made through extreme heat pressure, made harder than African Ivory and Tennessee marble
The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now
Yeah, tell me what's wrong with me, pick me out, pick me in, dissect me, tell me what I did wrong and tell me where I went wrong,
So at the end of day when all else fails and people right you off, God will be the only there and to hear you out
Perfection is what I am really striving for honestly. All these sleepless nights for different reasons,
So don't judge me for my flurries because I don't have any worries, as we say in Liberia, seeke fa fair, what's for you shall see your face
The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now
poem by Coker George
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Blessed to Comprehend a Life Complexed
Perhaps it is the maturing,
That takes hold.
A realization that a next phase nears.
I have no lapses in time...
To fill or fear I could have had something now
I wish was mine.
More time to express my thankfulness,
That is all I now endear.
To say I feel complete,
With a wholesomeness that is sweet.
Would not be delusional.
There were odds placed against me...
That had me seeking my own defeat!
Perhaps it is the enduring,
Of picking myself up...
From gutters I caressed.
Doing my best to pretend,
I was not duressed
With a stress I can now confess,
That tested.
To spend a life in public view,
To preview my sentiments with criticisms...
Is not what I would recommend.
Being 'all that' when 'that' is not felt...
Can deepen a regret that does not end.
That can easily detach,
A mind that never comes back!
I am blessed to comprehend a life complexed.
Choosing to overview my struggles,
With a happiness.
And being able to say this,
With words that come to share with some.
Is a freeing experience,
A therapist could not to me bring!
Just to say I am grateful each day...
Delivers such a joyous, wondrous happening!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I started to call myself a rational therapist in 1955; later I used the term rational emotive. Now I call myself a rational emotive behavior therapist.
quote by Albert Ellis
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I challenged things that needed to be challenged at Purdue.
No one of good character leaves behind a wasted life — whether they die in obscurity or renown. "Character," wrote the 19th Century evangelist, Dwight Moody, "is what you are in the dark." Your character is not tested on occasions of public scrutiny or acclaim. It is not tested in moments when the object of your actions is the regard of another. Your character is what you are to yourself, not what you pretend to be to yourself or others. Although human beings often attempt self-delusion, we cannot forever hide the truth about ourselves from ourselves. It will make itself known to us by means of our conscience despite our most strenuous effort to suppress it.
quote by John McCain
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Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.
quote by Karen Horney
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\ Love \
He told the
Therapist
How vexed
He was
As his wife
Didn't feel
Sexed.
The therapist
Told him if he
Gave his wife
A lot of love
She would
Surely give him
Sex.
So now his
Wife feels
Ever so happy
Seeing her hubby
Falling head over heels
In love with her again…
After so many years
Of ‘busy'ness, finally
He has made the time
For her…
She's been
Telling the
Ladies of her
Kitty party,
Tales about this
New found love.
Alas! The gullible lass
Little does she know…
Why so? !
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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My Life
My life
Can be challenged and diffcult
We all that bad and good days
I can’t give up on myself because
It’s not going good or my way
I shouldn’t let anyone make my choices
I’m not going to listen to them
All of is nonsense and they're waste of time to me
It my decision that going happen in
My life
There is no time to lose
Life is too short to do that
You don’t realized it until something tragedy happen
I’m sick and tired of sitting at home and doing nothing all day
Staring at clock won’t make it go by fast
Time to go out there and achieve my dreams
That what I’m here for
As well have fun like partying
Wohooo come on this
My life
I’m going live this way
I will chill and enjoy the summer
I want to try new adventures and new things
I want to see what I’m good and not good at
I have no time to waste
I want to travel and see whole world
Anything is possible is you just believe it
Hey who can’t blame me
This is
My life
Not your
So live it to fullest and what’s going to happen is up to me
I’m 18 years old
It’s laid in my hand
There is going to be time when I’m down,
Other time I be all happy and good mood
There is nothing going stop me and going bring me down because they are jerk
Nothing to worry about them, but me
I have no regrets, now I finally forget the pasts and memories of you for good
I feel so good again
Summer has changes me and
My life
If you need me I’m not here right now
I’m out having good time
Seven days a week
I’m going live this way and is
My life
Times where I’m going to lose and win
Is ok I’m fine with it
I go with flow
Is rocking right now and good life I have now
My life
poem by Christina Phan
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Changes?
Everything and everyone is different in their own way.
They can treat you like dirt or try to use you in every way.
When you see the light flash inbetween your eyes,
it is like he is telling you something;
something that you have never seen or heard before.
It's like he has a quest for you to figure out
what is at stake here and what is out there waiting...
I see how everything is with life but do you know what is out there?
I don't know much,
but do you really know?
Not everything is easy and I notice that he has challenged us.
Challenged us to face these things;
To face those in our school,
Choosing what kind of friends we make,
and to also what we choose in life.
Some people just don't really understand me
but for what I am doing is what I really care for now
And this few weeks I have been thinking about it.
I have seen the bad for the better and it has been making me
feel like I have to out done myself to these situations
Nothing can be the same anymore so why not change them.
Why not just forget those in the past and go on in life?
Leave them as memories and wipe it away?
Probably that will be it for them and a new start for me.
To go out and be there as me again
and to be where I want to be of where I have started 14 years ago.
Go out and finish what I started and come out clean again.
poem by Jessica Lee
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Universal Human
(*original in Telugu by Papineni SivaSankar)
No, not physically challenged
But he, who challenged physics
He who emerged victor
Over the paralyzing ‘motor neuron’
With his intellectual work-out
He who stabilized
The powdered sounds of speech
With the speech-synthesizer
He who instilled confidence
In all those challenged
With his brawny arms of wisdom
He’s a swimmer par excellence
In the cosmic oceans
With limbs paralyzed
Performs aerobics in the cavern of time
He swings joyfully
On the threads of galaxies
Steadfast in his belief
That the universe is eternal
He went on to define a designer-universe
Denying entry even to the original designer
No, he isn’t physically-challenged
He is Mr. Intellectual-handsome
Stephen Hawkins
The real successor to Einstein
10 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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