The interesting thing is how one guy, through living out his own fantasies, is living out the fantasies of so many other people.
quote by Hugh Hefner
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FALLACIES...by talile ali
I DON'T UNDERSTAND ANY OF YOU
PERHAPS I NEVER WILL
IF ANY ONE TOLD ME I WOULD BE LIKE THIS
I'D THINK THAT WE WERE ILL
WHAT A PILL
TO LOVE PEOPLE WHO JUST DON'T FEEL
FALLACIES
TOO MANY FALACIES
FANTASIES
LIFE AS IT OUGHTA BE
I COULD NEVER
CUT A PERSON OUT OF MY LIFE
UNFORTUNATELY I SEE IT DONE EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE
BY MY EX WIFE
WHO SHOWED MY DAUGHTERS HOW TP MISS OUT ON LIFE
FALLACIES
TOO MANY FALACIES
FANTASIES
LIFE AS IT OUGHTA BE
ILLUSIONS MAY BE HELPFUL
BUT CRUELTIES NOT THE WAY
LIVING A LIFE FULL OF STRESS
TILL YOUR DYING DAY
WHAT A MESS
JUST WAITING FOR YOUIR LIFE TO CONFESS
FALLACIES
TOO MANY FALACIES
FANTASIES
LIFE AS IT OUGHTA BE
FADE OUT
poem by Talile Ali
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Mistress Answer****************1978
the lover is the backbone of his mistress
he is her hopes, her dreams, her fantasies.
he keeps her on a string, but to him she is everything.
through her he sees all his failures and mistakes
whereas he sits and contemplates.
she in turn looks to him for strength
and guideness in her hours of despair.
and knows when she needs him
he'll always be near.
she lives in her realm of fantasies
and depends upon him for his 'realities'
she is what she wants to be
living in hpocrisy.
poem by Louis Rams
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To Keep Protected and Intact
What's found socially acceptable,
And academically correct.
Has changed in its effective etiquette.
And has been dissected as suspect.
A higher state of consciousness,
Has arrived in minds to detect...
An awareness intentionally hidden...
Discovered by nonbelievers,
Who now 'see' and are upset.
Yet...
Their fantasies they wish to keep,
Protected and intact.
They wish to keep these fantasies,
Living to breathe as facts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If your sexual fantasies were truly of interest to others, they would no longer be fantasies.
quote by Fran Lebowitz
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I Have This Big Mirror In My Living Room
i have this big mirror in my living room
i guess you must have liked it
yesterday you bought one and true to its purpose
your living room like mine has become a wide space
more fantasies, more time seeping in, more ideas perhaps,
more rivers in the mind, more skies, more emptiness,
but let me not talk about it for now.
i like it to be broken. Let me tell you in my next poem.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Waste of Sentiments
Your fantasies are deluded,
With intent.
To see them produce,
May be what is meant.
But that means an initiative.
Something from you yet sent.
And until that happens,
Your fantasies are what they are.
Just a waste of sentiments.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That was all and it was enough for me: fantasies are better left fantasies.
quote by Arthur Laurents
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Fantasies Oversold When Told
Fantasies oversold when told,
Have a tendency to be difficult to re-tell...
With bits and pieces of truth injected.
A clinching to them begins.
And people become offended...
When storylines being changed,
Affect what they accept...
Has been 'common' sense.
Or different versions of them...
Are suddenly making appearances,
To convince.
Fantasies oversold when told,
Start to crack foundations...
That are molded in isolation.
And divisions of faith,
Begin with to subdivide.
And people are afraid to call fantasies lies.
The marketing of them has been too fantastic.
The ridding of them would be too drastic.
And minds confused will seek higher doses...
Of an assortment of medications once illegal,
Now obtain in beverages that attract children...
Quick to be addict to products with cute names.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something You've Done
You know what you are.
Did my validation,
Confirm your findings?
Did you take a survey...
From those whose opinions you trust?
Was there a collective thought about you...
That boosted your ego up?
Or was any reality gained...
To refrain from making excuses?
Something I was never taught to do,
While living in the projects.
And in poverty too!
But you know what you are!
Unfortunately you don't like what you see.
And what is observed is of your making!
A sense of living out your own fantasies.
Something you've done and now can not believe.
It will help if you awakened from your faking.
Your dramatics have bored,
And have become ignored!
Although that task of hiding behind a mask,
May for you be heartbreaking!
But removing shallowness from your mind,
Will not be shattering or Earth shaking...
At all!
Not for those who have not overdosed on you.
And can see right through,
That crumbling wall you seem to think
Some can not see you for you!
And those tired attitudes you cling to!
It's about 'life'!
And how others are living theirs...
Is not being consumed by thoughts of you!
This too I am sure you will not believe!
No one I know think of you as their dependency!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living In Oz
Ever since I was a kid
I remember having dreams of grandeur
I was gonna be someone, I know what I want
Everybody played second best
And I held you back just like all the rest
I think I got what I want
Everybodys got to fight their demons
And you know I had to fight mine, too
It took a lot out of me, it took a lot out of you
To be living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can wake you
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can shock you, too
All the money that I spend on you
Doesnt mean a thing if the loves not true
Baby please, Ill get what you want
Cant you tell me you and me aint lost
I know what I did, I know what it cost
Now Im yours and Ive got what you want
All the fightin will have been for nothin
If at the end I cant have you
Ill throw it all away if thats what you want me to do
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can wake you
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can shake you, too
Funny how desire can burn you up inside
And make you commit emotional suicide
Everybodys got the desire to leave their mark
Some just do it over a trail of broken hearts
And all the people that protect and serve
Would disappear if the well dried up
Im thirsty for affection
Let me drink from your loving cup
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can shock you
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can rock you
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can shake you
Living in oz, living in oz
Sometimes the dream can wake you, too
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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The White Shoe Brigade
Brash and confident
living everyman's
wet dream
but drugs and alcohol
derailed his reality
now he can only dream
his fantasies.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Fascination
If it seems a little time is needed
Decisions to be made
The good advice of friends unheeded
The best of plans mislaid
Just looking for a new direction
In an old familiar way
The forming of a new connection
To study or to play
And so the conversation turned
Until the sun went down
And many fantasies were learned
On that day
Keep feeling fascination
Passion burning
Love so strong
Keep feeling fascination
Looking learning
Moving on
Well the truth may need some
Re-arranging
Stories to be told
And plain to see the facts are changing
No meaning left to hold
And so the conversation turned
Until the sun went down
And many fantasies were learned
On that day
And so the conversation turned
Until the sun went down
And many fantasies were learned
On that day
song performed by by Human League
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(Keep Feeling) Fascination
If it seems a little time is needed
Decisions to be made
The good advice of friends unheeded
The best of plans mislaid
Just looking for a new direction
In an old familiar way
The forming of a new connection
To study or to play
And so the conversation turned
Until the sun went down
And many fantasies were learned
On that day
Keep feeling fascination
Passion burning
Love so strong
Keep feeling fascination
Looking learning
Moving on
Well the truth may need some
Re-arranging
Stories to be told
And plain to see the facts are changing
No meaning left to hold
And so the conversation turned
Until the sun went down
And many fantasies were learned
On that day
And so the conversation turned
Until the sun went down
And many fantasies were learned
On that day
song performed by by Human League
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Promissory Notes
Living on 'advances' to repay,
And promissory notes...
To keep fantasies alive and envisioned,
Is to participate in an industry...
Where the selling of souls is as common,
As the marketing of pretentions to entertain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living Basically
A clarity disputed once,
By those refusing...
To put to rest their fantasies.
Have come to strike fear and alarm,
To those who now witness this vividly.
But in disbelief, disharmony and...
With a touch of dysfunction.
There was a time when getting a good education,
Was free.
And the seeking of truth required research,
And competition.
Today,
People graduate college and lack common sense.
With hundreds of thousands of dollars,
Owed to the government.
The same government they wish out of their lives,
And pockets.
A clarity disputed once,
By those refusing...
To put to rest their fantasies.
Have come to strike fear and alarm,
To those who now witness this vividly.
But in disbelief, disharmony and...
With a touch of dysfunction.
Who knew the days would come,
When those with turned up noses...
And feeling a happiness they can not resist.
Are those living basically,
But had been criticized for doing it...
Within their means.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What On Earth...
I can appreciate and understand
You having fantasies about me.
Something is extremely flattering about that!
However...
You having fantasies about me,
With someone else...
AND I am available?
Somehow I don't find that amusing
Flattering OR forgivable!
That's why I want a divorce.
For you to say I am not understanding...
Is more ridiculous than you can imagine!
Of course I said I was flattered!
Just because you were 'just' next door,
Enjoying our neighbor's new bedroom furniture...
Doesn't make it okay!
What on Earth is wrong with you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time
There was a girl
Who lived in the land
Of dreams unreal
Hiding from reality
Treated like a stranger
Living in her fantasies
Trapped within their world
Once upon a time
Her hopes had died
No one there to hear
Her futile cries
Living in a house of stone
No one on her side
Family in name alone
No place left to hide
Aah!
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a dream
A man will come
And give her everything
She wants and loves
But in the morning
She'll awake
To face the room around her
It's just another lonely day
song performed by by Donna Summer from The Donna Summer Anthology
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2011
What do you think will happen,
In 2011?
'A lot of people will be paying,
For the last of their whims...
Spent in holding onto,
The passing away of their fantasies.'
Do you 'ever' have anything positive to say?
'Sure!
I am 'positive' a lot of people,
Will be paying for the last of their whims...
Spent in holding onto,
The passing away of their fantasies.
And...
Nothing 'negative' is going to prevent 'that'
From happening.
And many are going to find that extremely positive.
It's in the air already.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fantasies Enriched
With fantasies enriched,
And lives protected...
By the foolishness of censorship.
One aided by religious beliefs,
That restrict the expansion...
Of one's mental consciousness.
People do seem they are getting,
Very tired of this.
Although misjudgements,
Expect an effective controlling.
Enforced and condoned through imagery,
And symbolic teachings.
Although a Taste for decadence,
Provides a good foundation...
For hypocrisies to exist.
With a contradicting of values and standards.
There is a need to keep these pretensions,
On the top of the list.
However...
Truth IS and not a myth.
And those with fantasies enriched,
Are on the road that will expose...
A discovery of this comes without a welcome.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Are We Really Living For?
What are we really living for?
If we don't seek love.
What are we living for?
If inside we can't be happy.
We're living for,
The pursuit of it...
And some people think,
It is a ship coming in.
And all they have to do is sit and giggle and grin.
What are we really living for?
Does it get to show.
What are we really living for?
Who on Earth knows.
What are we really living for?
Is it for upheavel.
What are we really living for?
Or a treated evil.
What are we really living for?
Deceit and disbelief.
What are we really living for?
Or for other people.
What are we really living for?
To meet and greet.
What are we really living for?
Does it get to show.
What are we really living for?
Who on Earth knows.
What are we really living for?
Is it for upheavel.
What are we really living for?
Or a treated evil.
What are we really living for?
Or, are we too blind...
What are we really living for?
To see we're here...
And are together on the right scene.
We just don't want to know what it means...
To Let go, Let God, and let happiness,
Be released!
What are we really living for?
If we don't seek love.
What are we really living for?
If inside,
We can't-be-happy.
Are we really living for,
The pursuit of it...
And some people think,
It is a ship coming in.
And all they have to do is sit and giggle and grin.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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