Not creating delusions is enlightenment.
quote by Bodhidharma
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Enlightenment
Chop that wood
Carry water
Whats the sound of one hand clapping
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Every second, every minute
It keeps changing to something different
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
It says its non attachment
Non attachment. non attachment
Im in the here and now, and Im meditating
And still Im suffering but thats my problem
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Wake up
Enlightenment says the world is nothing
Nothing but a dream, everythings an illusion
And nothing is real
Good or bad baby
You can change it anyway you want
You can rearrange it
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Chop that wood
And carry water
Whats the sound of one hand clapping
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
All around baby. you can see
Youre making your own reality. everyday because
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
One more time
Enlightenment. dont know what it is
Its up to you
Enlightenment. dont know what it is
Its up to you everyday
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Its always up to you
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Its up to you, the way you think
song performed by by Van Morrison
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None For Them to Mention
Those who insist in the persistence
Of holding onto ideals no longer existing...
Will and must be left behind.
Their minds have been locked into delusions,
They can not see in these times unbelieving.
But they are to be believed!
And if they aren't?
A darkness upon them will bring them grief!
An enlightenment unfolding they do not seek.
And bleak will be their understanding...
Absent of comprehension!
There will be none for them to mention.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elighten And Enlightenment
something disturbs
me about the verb
to enlighten and the
word
enlightenment:
as a kid,
-i mean when i was, ....
sometimes I am.... childish and
and unworried irresponsible....party no party gay...-
being enlightened
had to have
some connection with light...
the sun of the day's light,
the candle's light by night,
someone flashes light into your face with force,
or
someone deprive you from light so you can see it
better...
as a kid
light and enlightenment
were two identical twins....
it took me
years....
i mean decades....to figure out that
being enlightened
has nothing to do with light
(any form of photonic, electric-magnet, hi frequency vibration, and strings energy....)
a touch is is an enlightenment,
being disturbed is an enlightenment,
freeing you chest is one of the greatest personal discovery....
being nice is an enlightenment...
being a prince-
....high rank, no starts, multi-galaxies explorer, self earned respect-
being a f-Uker in a good way...i Woman's energy sucker....
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Enlightenment
ENLIGHTENMENT
Wonder revolves word
whirlwind of change resolving
s[tr]a[n]ge conundrums stirred
s[tr]a[n]ge = sang strange sage stage an age range rang
4 April 2005 revised 3 January 2009
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Enlightenment
Wind whirls wonder word
beyond deaf and resolve, solves
all conundrums stirred...
12 April 2005
Enlightenment poem © Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Poetry In Creation
it is my
heartfelt
belief
that there
are not
enough
poets
in this
world
to spin
tales
to enlighten
to entertain
to make
the sad
laugh
to make
the cruel
cry
it is my
heartfelt
belief
that God
had pure
radiant
poetry
in thrice felt
heart
when creating
a perfect world
a sphere embodying
innocent
universal
enlightenment
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Brimming to the Rim In Denial
Brimming to the rim in denial.
Putting truth on trial.
But none of this rhetoric,
Escapes observations...
That can not be erased,
As seen.
No matter who declares,
What 'is' or is not obscene.
Truth is not another version of deceit.
To be interpreted to inspire a life of delusions.
And delusions have never strengthened reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mentally Blocked and Forgotten
Mandatory awakenings,
Are eclipsing on the horizon.
Fading fast are thoughts from the past...
And a firm grasp on delusions,
Slip from grips
To be tossed like trash.
Minds are being lifted,
To insights before unknown!
And many will find themselves left behind...
Trying to define their identities,
When enlightenment is all
Those shown will condone!
Leaving concepts no longer existing...
And those resisting feeling quite alone!
Mentally blocked and forgotten.
Roaming the Earth as useless drones.
With no food for thought to share...
Yet providing Vultures an assortment,
Of picked over bones
Once buried deep in despair.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choose a Removal of Delusions
If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions,
Of the one that runs.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Just sit back,
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Relax and...
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.
Relax and...
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let us create wealth for me..(the investors)
Creating wealth is very simple:
If you have three pay slips,
You can buy that expensive car,
Drive through the street on par.
You can buy an apartment in down town,
Where you can find people of your kind,
Electronic gadgets are inexpensive,
And you can change them as you wish,
Fancy restaurants are too many,
Where you can spend your hard earned money,
Creating wealth is not a problem to me,
As long as people like you around me,
I am an investor with huge oil money,
He is an accomplice to steal the honey,
We are the people behind the curtain,
Creating the wealth for certain,
Keeping you as indebted as you are,
We create the wealth,
Above the ground,
Creating wealth is very simple,
If you have three pay slips.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I'd Like To Practice Harmony
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a time before delusions.
I'd like to snap us back,
When we were happy and glad.
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
I'd like to practice harmony...
And get more of that!
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
I'd like to practice harmony...
And get more of that!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
There was no substitution,
For the love we made.
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
There was no substitution,
For the love we made.
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a time before delusions.
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a time before delusions.
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
I'd like to practice harmony...
And get more of that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As Darkness Leaves
It is what it is...
No matter what the technical device used,
To prevent the extended presence of truth.
Or the evolution of a higher consciousness.
It will be done as truth is pursued.
Regardless who deems the effectiveness,
Of a censorship losing this battle.
The process of enlightenment,
Has begun!
As darkness leaves...
To usher in an enlightenment that comes.
To no longer shun those targeted as wished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Night You Wander
In the night you wander around
Alone in your house.
Everyone has described you,
You recall your childhood as one baby,
Dancing around, by yourself, being twenty.
You amble up and down the stairs,
In undying love for your life story.
Now it has reached mealtime,
Lose the food of the poor,
Keep beans, artichokes and wine,
Beautifying the taste of mealtimes.
What else can you say?
I'm thinking of the times you sat beside me
Making delusions, the usual delusions.
This time was small in confusion,
The thoughts kept moving and prodding,
And the delusions kept coming.
You lost them at the end of the day.
A mirage appears after seconds,
We found the life story,
A journey to the other side.
I'm thinking of you, with undying love,
You're my friend of course.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Alankar(Decor) -39
ShivShakthi(WaltzWave)
He
Rises
She
Springs up
In oneness
Riply
Purls
Springing
Exi stence
Creational
Creating
Cradl ing
Thence
Upon
Creating
Cradling
And
On~~on~~
On~~~~
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Options of Deceit
I would find truth offensive too...
If I had not allowed myself a break,
From my delusions.
And what I discovered about truth...
Had me dilute those delusions,
Until I was able to let them go completely.
I did not know truth and honesty...
Were not options of deceit?
Did you?
I believed deceit was used,
To protect those afraid to be too honest.
And I had heard that truth hurts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Turning On Themselves Like Cannibals
They are so disappointed with themselves...
They are creating scandals.
Creating sleaze to have others implicated.
And associated with their ignorance.
But they sailed away on that ship on their own.
They have exclusively made themselves outsiders.
The better doers for those things they have done all wrong!
And they are trying to tie everyone,
To their sinking wickedness!
They are turning on themselves like cannibals.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Creating the fictional background for a game world isn't significantly different from creating a background for fiction.
quote by John M. Ford
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Dissonance
The moon has cast its influence...
For all lunacy to abound--
A journey through your cranial matter...
Pounding out insanitys sound;
Your split persona has dominated---
Paranoia that is rife with spleen...
Ever so hard to digest your personal quest--
Difficult to grasp your outright mean! ;
Your 'delusions of personal reference'--
Seem to dominate your daily grind...
Revealing darkened edges of 'insanities poetic'--
The escort of the splitting mind;
Underneath The Umbrella
1974-2010
A poem about lack of keen eyesight
Mental illness and the inability to
Discern what is written about generally
And what is taken to be written about
Them...delusions of reference are
Often seen in strong paranoia...in
Schizophrenia and Bi-polar illness.
*Thought i had better clarify this
As there have been some whose
Paranoia or delusions took my writes
To be about them..
poem by Theodora Onken
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Winterval for M 'lady Ernestine.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Fall silently but ceaselessly.
Creating havoc here below.
Mother Nature intends to show
The human race that they can see
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Wherever they may choose to go.
She demonstrates this ruthlessly
Creating havoc here below.
What traffic moves is crawling slow.
As drivers find it hard to see.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
Reflect their headlights pallid glow.
Reducing visibility
Creating havoc here below.
Assisted by the winds that blow
at intervals quite randomly.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
creating havoc here below.
Tuesday,30 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Narcisissma
Narcisissma, Narcisissma is the pride of Pomona,
Pomona, Pomona says she looks like me.
But she will look like you when I'm set free.
Narcisissma, Narcisissma is the belle of Biloxi,
Biloxi, Biloxi says she's not your kind
But Narcisissma gives me peace of mind.
She's got no braids in the inkwell, no money on the prize.
Ain't got no boyfriend behind her that she can't hypnotize.
And if you wanna see yourself without delusions or delies.
All you do is just look into her eyes.
Narcisissma, Narcisissma has no pride or delusions,
Delusions, delusions make me turn my face
But Narcisissma let's me find my place.
She's got no grudges, no crutches, no pigment and no peeves.
No cryers, no pliers, no liars and no sleeves.
And she will always tell you every thing that she believes.
She's got no belly button too, no high heeled shoe.
Narcisissma, Narcisissma is the pride of Pomona,
Pomona, Pomona says she looks like me.
But she will look like you when I'm set free.
Well everybody's lookin' like they're s'posed to
But nobody's lookin' very good.
So when you find somebody to get close to
Well don't you think you should?
Narcisissma, Narcisissma loves to thrill and delight me,
Delight me, delight me and I'll never quit
'Cause Narcisissma knows just where I fit.
She's got no tight draws, locked doors, nothin' on the side.
Ain't got no skin flaws, in-laws, nothin' left to hide.
And if you need a new location where you'll best be satisfied
You might prefer, to fall in love with her
Narcisissma, Narcisissma is the pride of Pomona,
Pomona, says she looks like me.
But she will look like you when I'm set free.-a
song performed by by Don McLean
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Flights of Fancy - Acrostic Sonnet
For generations, since prehistory,
Life rising symbolised the soul’s redemption.
In flights of fancy all religions mention
Gesture rites to set bright spirit free.
‘Here’ and ‘now’ mean little. Ecstasy
Takes man’s kaa beyond mundane convention
Seeking enlightenment where apprehension
Or instinct’s fears, dissolves, and where ‘to be’
For once is not an empty phrase. ‘To see’
For once may stand for inner comprehension,
Adds up to enlightenment’s obtention –
Never can be gift hereditary.
Create within your mind that freedom where
Your soul discovers flightpath through the air...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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