There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is, we think of them as we please, that is, as they please or displease us.
quote by William Hazlitt
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There are two kinds of truth: the truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart. The first of these is science, and the second is art. Neither is independent of the other or more important than the other. Without art science would be as useless as a pair of high forceps in the hands of a plumber. Without science art would become a crude mess of folklore and emotional quackery. The truth of art keeps science from becoming inhuman, and the truth of science keeps art from becoming ridiculous.
quote by Raymond Chandler
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They Themselves Deceive
When people sell with a doing,
To those who become sold...
They themselves deceive.
With a doing done they say they do,
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
Since many possess college degrees....
In the hopes to receive achievement to get,
Competence with a common sense...
But they themselves deceive...
With minds feeding on 'bling' and greed.!
People like this are not taught how to feel,
A difference between what is fake and what's real.
They themselves deceive.
With a thinking they do this to other people,
They themselves deceive.
People like this are not taught to assess,
Correct ways to live and with honesty best.
People who cheat find it weak to confess.
They themselves deceive,
Unknowing it with doing!
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive!
And a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive.
With a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Truth
Mm
What if half the things ever said
Turned out 2 be a lie...
How will u know the truth?
If u were given all the answers
And u stopped 2 wonder why
But how will u know the truth?
Everybodys got a right to love
Everybodys got a right to lie
But the choice u make aint no piece of cake
It aint no mf piece of pie
{clock ticks}
What if times only reason?
Was to give us all somethin 2 fear?
And if so yall, the end of the journeys so clear
Questionaire, what did u stand 4?
Questionaire, who did u save?
When it gets right down to-wait a minute
When it gets right down to the nitty of the gritty
When it gets right down to it u take more than u gave
Everybody got a right to love
Everybody got a right to lie
But the choice u make aint no piece of cake
It aint no mfmf {o(+> screams the following} piece of pie {computer blips}
Mmmm oh
Gotta (gonna? ) tell the truth yall
Gotta tell the truth
Gotta tell the truth yall
Gotta tell the truth
Gotta tell the truth yall
Gotta tell the truth
If there was just one day
That everybody tell the truth
Wed all trade bank accounts & move to back to neptune
song performed by by Prince
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Fiction
Tel me what is your recently invented pretense
Your latest lie?
Shape, form, color, texture,
Of your many selves like your unequal fingers
More than the number
Of your allowable toes,
Feign and feign
That is feigning
Feign in feigning
Fingers like other fingers,
The shape
Of your fingers
You make things up
You invent new stories
And without any excuses
At all, like a very clever man loving many women
At the same time,
Figment, fabric, fabricate fabrics
To entertain, you are justifying, just to entertain, not to
Deceive
To lure them to glorify themselves
To believe about some goodness and beauty and the
Truth so well expressed in fiction,
In the field of imagination things work themselves into human beings
The cows talk in affable fables, the characters talk about avarice, love, hate,
And murders done in fiction,
We learn a lot,
And in that vast field of fiction
You are the cicada singing
Alone
To a cold and dark night
Wishing to be
A black bird, the one that flies and sings
And goes to places where
You have never been.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Eleven
Tel me what is your recently invented pretense
Your latest lie?
Shape, form, color, texture,
Of your many selves like your unequal fingers
More than the number
Of your allowable toes,
Feign and feign
That is feigning
Feign in feigning
Fingers like other fingers,
The shape
Of your fingers
You make things up
You invent new stories
And without any excuses
At all, like a very clever man loving many women
At the same time,
Figment, fabric, fabricate fabrics
To entertain, you are justifying, just to entertain, not to
Deceive
To lure them to glorify themselves
To believe about some goodness and beauty and the
Truth so well expressed in fiction,
In the field of imagination things work themselves into human beings
The cows talk in affable fables, the characters talk about avarice, love, hate,
And murders done in fiction,
We learn a lot,
And in that vast field of fiction
You are the cicada singing
Alone
To a cold and dark night
Wishing to be
A black bird, the one that flies and sings
And goes to places where
You have never been.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Is Enjoyed
Just because some things are made to look easy,
Doesn't mean they are.
Because someone enjoys what they do...
Does not mean it is easy for them.
It is enjoyed...
And that is the difference.
There are those who do things and complain.
It may be something simple.
But still their attitudes remain the same.
And there are those who profess to 'like' something...
But the want someone to show them how it is done.
In fact...
If they can find someone to do it for them,
The need for work has been overcomed.
And yet there are those who do things just for a dollar.
That is all they do things for!
And the more money they make...
The more they profess a thing they do is enjoyed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Babylonian Spirit
Today we see the Babylonian Vine, with intoxicating spiritual wine,
Seducing many religious hearts, as from The Truth a soul departs,
From God’s Truth and Foundation, that Cornerstone for Salvation,
Through their religious experience, which is lacking Biblical Sense.
All Truth is found in Christ alone, The Foundation and Cornerstone,
The Only Way, Truth and Life, is found alone through Jesus Christ;
Christ alone is The Narrow Way, opposing the ways we find today,
With many being led astray, on what Christ called the broader way.
Many who are “enlightened” friend, ignore The Truth, about the end,
Enlightened in a new spiritual dawn, through that Spirit of Babylon,
Souls deceived and being misled, by men who are spiritually dead,
Leading many souls down a path, to see not life, but, God’s Wrath.
Christ had told those who believe, that many shall come to deceive,
By deceptive ways they shall claim, to speak the Truth in His Name,
Truly sent from the father of lies, they profess to be spiritually wise,
Guided not by Christ Jesus at all, they guide souls to spiritually fall.
They pervert, The Gospel of Christ, Who, paid for all, The Full Price,
Behind their experience and works, a dark and deceptive spirit lurks,
Complicating God’s Salvation Plan, to mislead, every wayward man,
Is Satan’s desire to simply deceive, all seeking souls, as he did Eve.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
Coming Back To The Corner Where I Just Sat A Minute Ago
without much thought
i come back to that corner where i just sat
a minute ago
i am not looking for anything
i know i have not forgotten anything like a pen
or a lighter or a piece of paper
for in truth i do not bring these kind of stuff anymore
a pen in my pocket cannot be
i don't have a pocket
a piece of paper to write some notes of things that i easily forget
like things to do this morning
or a meeting tonight
or a date with someone else
for i do not write those things which are so important to me
because i do not really forget anything so important
what more for a lighter...
in truth, i ceased to be an arsonist
of love..
i get burned, i do not burn anyone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I've been over what I'm supposed to say and I've got to tell you, it's pretty persuasive stuff, but is it the whole truth It's a slice of truth, a morsel, a fraction. It's a piece of the pie, certainly not the whole enchilada, and now that I've been thinking about it, I don't think I could tell the whole truth about anything. That's a pretty heavy burden, because we all just view the world through this little piece of coke bottle. Is there such a thing as objective truth I wonder.
quote by Jeff Melvoin
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A Few Easy Pieces
Piece of this
piece of that
Peace and bliss,
Piece of crap
Peace of mind,
Piece of cake,
piece of work
Piece of steak,
Piece of eight
Piece of the action
Piece of the pie
Peace and satisfaction
Piece in the valley
Piece of glass
piece of my mind
Piece of a….
That’s quite enough now! ! !
Let’s quit this dance
Let’s stop while we’re ahead…
Let’s Give peace a chance
poem by David Whalen
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Sad picture piece
The picture we took together
And put together piece by piece
All of us as a Group
With smiles on our faces we
Were laughing together
Creating what we thought
Was a big happy picture
Now in the future we look
At that big picture piece
And see a sad picture piece
Comparing it to today, most of us…
Dead, war reached us.
What use to be happy picture piece.
Turned to what it really was.
A sad picture piece we put together
As a Group.
Smiling, laughing, naive
Naïve of what the future
Could bring
Friends dying, revealing what they
Really did with there life
In the past, happy as can be
Together wishing for more
Seeing that picture now
Remembering all the thing’s I had
In the past, also with things I lost
Now you see a picture with lies
But also the truth
Both makes the group shot of friends
We put together
A big, but small sad picture piece.
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Free Your Minds
Free your minds and the rest will follow,
For Satan had been able to deceive the minds of MANY!
And things in this world are NOT as you do see them.
Many of them are the HIDDEN CODES of Satan which are nicely polished!
And they are here to deceive us;
But the wise among us will always analyse them befre they act,
Because ONLY FEW do know what things really mean on this earth.
Free your minds and the rest will follow,
For it is better to learn from the truth always!
But many are already perishing in the name of falsehood,
And the world looks on with the traditions of men.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Piece Of Paper
A diploma hanging on the wall
is really not you at all.
It's just a piece of paper.
A marriage certificate in your file
of when you two walked down the aisle
is just a piece of paper.
A birth certificate, signed and sealed
made you legal but concealed
that it's just a piece of paper.
A death certificate proves you're gone.
The truth is you've just moved on.
It was just a piece of paper.
All these papers that yellow with time
were really not worth one thin dime.
They were just pieces of paper.
Your life was never all those things.
Your life was when you took on wings
and soared with love for all.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Piece Of You
Im just trying to live this life of mine
The more I look, the more Im blind
And all I ask for is piece of mind
And all I want is a piece of you
Well I lost my way today
Back home from work
The snow fell like dust
I felt like dirt
Happens everytime I start to search
For that long lost piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
It seems the last time I was sure
Of anything
I sold my heart
I wore your ring
But now, the queen has lost her king
All I want is a piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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An ideas and idealism
Ideas and idealism doesn’t go together
There is constnt clash and always bother
What we think and do does not match
We leave he essence and and irrelevance catch
It is befooling the human race
There is no solirary case
It is practicised often and in defiance
It may be seen with variance
We appreciate the nonsense value of idealism
There is nothing such as realism
It lacks strength and wisdom
Such traversary is witnessed seldom
What do we profess and pracise different?
That lie is seen with eyes and is apprent
No one can claim it never existed?
Botth the things have never co-existed
One has to be given good bye
It is not worth or possible try
It can’t take us for too long
We can be proved any time liar and wrong
It becomes good opratory to profess
There is enough mastery to deceive and confess
One may become very clever and famous
He may not loose composure and look nervous
He may cleverly move with idealism
He may loudly come out with optimism
There won’t be any room for passimism
This is skill he may show to world for defeatism
Nothing last forever as lies do
This may not prove long time as true
Idea and idealism are conterary things
It has no relevence to prove something
We may like to present rosy picture
It may be seen and observed as bight future
It may prove oddysy and rare possibility
What can be seen later as non-reliability
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Lovers Box
My lovers charms
Are in a box
Beneath my bed
And piece by piece
Ill cherish them
Until the end
Send me an angel to love
I need to feel a little piece of heaven
Send me an angel to love
Im afraid Ill never get to heaven
They burn my hands
Scar my face
And blind my eyes
Ill steal your breath
And throw away
What I despise
Send me an angel to love
I need to feel a little piece of heaven
Send me an angel to love
Im afraid Ill never get to heaven
Between these walls
And darkened halls
Ive done my time
If I should die
Before I wake
Then youll know why
Send me an angel to love
I need to feel a little piece of heaven
Send me an angel to love
Im afraid Ill never get to heaven, piece by piece
Send me an angel to love, piece by piece
I need to feel a little piece of heaven, piece by piece
Send me an angel to love, piece by piece
Im afraid Ill never get to heaven, piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
Piece by piece, send me an angel
song performed by by Garbage
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Piece Of Crap (Eddie Vedder & Ministry) (White Label Demo)
Neil Young) (various dates)
Tried to save the trees, bought a plastic bag
The bottom fell out, it was a piece 'a crap...piece of crap...
Wanted an LP, only had CD's
Digitally clean, it was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
Bought myself a can, thought it'd take me far
The dealer was a liar, he was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
Got it from my friend, on him you can depend
I found out in the end, it was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
I'm trying to save the trees, I saw it on TV
They cut the forest down to build a piece of crap...piece of crap...
Picked up a magazine to read about the scene
It didn't tell me beans, it was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
I went back to the store, they gave me four more
The guy told me at the door it was a piece of crap...
It was a piece of crap
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Atheism Is Not...
people who do not
happen to profess
to or believe in the truth
of the true Christian faith
people who do not
happen to profess
to or believe in the truth
of Islam Hinduism Buddhism
people who do not
believe there is a God or gods
people who have no religion
people who have no religious beliefs
atheism is not a religion
atheism is not an ideology
atheism is not a philosophy
atheism is not a belief system
atheism is not a creed
atheism is not a world view
atheism is simply not believing
God gave freedom of choice
Atheists have made their choice
their choice is a God given right
their God given right to choose
let each leave others in blessed peace
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.