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whether to dress proper or bold
allow mimicry to be your pilot
(individuality is overrated)
acceptance is dependent on this.
absorb the influences of your comrades
the stamp of approval depends on the delivery
once the club is joined,
words are heard.
follow the herd to the slaughterhouse
(never mind asking what's going on)
be grateful:
you are of a healthy disposition,
and of greatest use;
another number.
at least free will remains;
without fat unneeded,
without bones unneeded,
to be swallowed
in one
single
bite.
poem by Chris Jelens
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One Way Or The Other
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
In a relationship that begins not ends,
In a bottomless abyss...
Unforgiving and not able to bend,
With a mending!
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
Or...
A releasing of the beast inside that feeds the heat!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It seems like such a terrible shame that innocent civilians have to get hurt in wars, otherwise combat would be such a wonderfully healthy way to rid the human race of unneeded trash.
quote by Fred Woodworth
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Unsaddle From That Herd
Why does your life appear to be lived,
So rough...
And,
So severe.
You are casting broken shadows too.
And rattled from your battles.
Your shoulders droop and your mind loopy.
You are casting broken shadows and rattled,
From your battles.
Unsaddle from that herd,
That has you gathered like it matters.
And bedazzled by branding cattle addicts.
Those fanatics who have long been at it.
Don't weaken to submerge,
Into a deep sleep unneeded.
One with ease would be reachable.
But one you should not seek.
Why does your life appear to be lived,
So rough...
And,
So severe.
You are casting broken shadows too.
And rattled from your battles.
Unsaddle from that herd,
That has you gathered like it matters.
And bedazzled by branding cattle addicts.
Those fanatics who have long been at it.
Don't weaken to submerge,
Into a deep sleep unneeded.
One with ease would be reachable.
But one you should not seek.
Today you must remain awake.
Force your mind to operate,
At its optimum peak.
And unsaddle from that herd,
That has you gathered like it matters.
And bedazzled by branding cattle addicts.
Those fanatics who have long been at it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Me More
Do me a favor?
Do not flavor your speech,
With flowered outreach touches.
Get to the core of it!
Do not decide,
What is suitable or fit for me.
I am on you like radar.
Detecting your every nuance.
And if substance is there...
I will provide you with mine.
With more to share.
I am not the kind to window dress,
Just to attract attention.
Or to confess a collection of nonsense...
To profess.
Unless...
We are both together,
Sharing dreams to be completed.
Free of deceptions unneeded.
Give me more...
To sweep us away in a unity invited,
That is kept to feed and keep a hunger...
Manifesting to be explored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Off Of a Blinded Rollercoaster Ride
It is a great feeling,
To live with peace of mind.
And not trying to find,
Either acceptance or approval.
When this blessing is identified...
Conflicts observed and heard,
Do not disturb!
Or come close to pinch a nerve.
When the blessing of peace of mind,
Becomes identified...
It solidifies one's right,
To get off of a blinded rollercoaster ride.
It is a great feeling,
To live with peace of mind.
And not trying to find,
Either acceptance or approval.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Volunteer
He leap to arms unbidden,
Unneeded, over-bold;
His face by earth is hidden,
His heart in earth is cold.
Curse on the reckless daring
That could not wait the call,
The proud fantastic bearing
That would be first to fall!
O tears of human passion,
Blue not the image true;
This was not folly's fashion,
This was the man we knew.
poem by Sir Henry Newbolt
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My Tolerance Level
Once allowed I did,
The sitting to simmer...
In an acceptance of nonsense.
I believed in the doing of this...
I would be considered approachable.
And given much more respect.
With a diminishing of unneeded stress.
But the more of it I would get.
Today my tolerance level has a quota to make.
With an unmistakable 'zero' to achieve.
Fake platitudes and pretentions too,
Have no impressions on me to leave.
And nothing attempted by anyone will I let slip by.
Deleted from my peace are disguises tried.
My own corrupted ideals I had to let go.
Since my tolerance level is aimed to get to zero.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In bourgeois society capital is independent and has individuality, while the living person is dependent and has no individuality.
Yielding Is Not Recommended
Experiencing disrespect,
From someone initially met...
One should not proceed,
By taking a forward step.
To appease with empathy.
Or offer an unneeded apology.
One should be cautioned,
To not yield.
One should stop to do a U-turn.
Accelerate to then go...away!
With a following of all signs,
To distance from this.
Again...
A yielding is not recommended.
A stopping to do a U-turn is.
One should follow all the signs,
Not to ignore.
With a quickness to distance from this.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Worry
Friend worry is just Satan’s ploy, to rob you of your God given joy.
He may say that you have control, as he desires to ruin your soul.
Worry not; a command of The Lord, by many simply goes ignored.
Seek first The Kingdom of God, this He says with a confident nod.
Also seek His Righteousness, and He will fill your heart with bliss.
Seek Him first, my dear friend, and all will be yours come the end.
Your concerns to Him just release, and He’ll fill you with His peace.
His Peace that comes from above, comes with His unceasing Love.
Worrying friend will never achieve, what Satan leads you to believe
Not only is worry a waste of time, it robs you of your peace of mind.
Worrying will not add to your life, but fill your heart with undue strife,
Giving your heart unneeded grief, instead of delivering to you relief.
My friend, be not one of little faith, while you anxiously contemplate,
Fearing what may be next in life, which only adds to unneeded strife.
Think upon everything God does, to fill your heart instead with trust,
Christ at work in your daily deeds, is there supplying all your needs.
Look at all the birds up in the air, which feed and live without a care,
And how God clothes all the grass, which only for one season lasts.
The Lord who cares for all the earth, placed on you a special worth,
So friend, worry not about your life, simply give it all to Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©04/2006)
While port security remains one of our single greatest vulnerabilities, it makes little sense to give operational control of our ports to a foreign nation without first doing proper investigations.
quote by Dave Reichert
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Beer And Bones
I ain't nothin' but beer and bones
Honey since I lost you
I ain't ate a bite
Since the night
That you said we're through
I walked to that jukebox to play
A few sad country songs
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Ain't nothin' but beer and bones
I got to work this morning
Early this afternoon
Yeah my boss man nudged me
Said son I need to talk to you
You used to make me money
But lately I been taking a loss
Well he smelled my breath
Gave me what was left
Of the day off
I ain't nothin' but beer and bones
Honey since I lost you
I ain't ate a bite
Since the night
That you said we're through
I walked to that jukebox to play
A few sad country songs
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Ain't nothin' but beer and bones
Well I wish I could go home
And rest my weary head
But I know I'll just stay here
And have another beer instead
That little waitress asked me
Honey could you use some help
I said I thank you miss
I'll have to get through this
By my dang self
I ain't nothin' but beer and bones
Honey since I lost you
I ain't ate a bite
Since the night
That you said we're through
I walked to that jukebox to play
A few sad country songs
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Ain't nothin' but beer and bones
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Ain't nothin' but beer and bones
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Self Esteem And Identity Issues
Who is to say,
How someone else should be?
Or that they are not being themselves?
Especially when those claiming to be down to Earth,
Seek approval from others who also have self esteem...
And identity issues.
While those who have put a stamp on their individuality,
Are said to believe themselves better than the others...
With attempts they make to prove they seek to experience,
More than just an average existence by doing things to improve...
Their outlooks with an adventuring done to explore their lives,
Away from routine complaints and gossiping about others!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Et Arceo
ET ARCEO
When common herd pronounces poet sound
polysyllabic words seem seldom seen,
bland brands' bandwagon fanfare, asses crowned,
as genius starves, neglected quits stage scene.
Works wise despise perks, narrow critic's eyes,
jerks brash cash in on fan mail underwritten
by Sony, Fox, Time Warner PR guys
imitating teenage heart-throb smitten.
How many colours woven in pride's coat
needs needy scribe who weeds out base intents,
keeps creed from crowd’s pernicious floating vote,
finds wings, still laughing at his own expense?
What's writ, unshared, falls fallow, horn unheeded,
wit's titbit skits un-aired, seed corn unneeded.
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ET ARCEO
When common herd pronounces poet sound
polysyllabic words seem seldom seen,
brash fanfare cashes in on asses crowned,
while genius starves, neglected quits stage scene.
What wise proved, what was rash, needs hindsight's eye,
or else none held the fort at Marathon,
nor fought against great odds Thermopylae,
vain Agincourt’s plain, Tudor slain undone.
How many colours woven in pride's coat
needs needy scribe who weeds out base intents,
keeps creed from crowd’s pernicious floating vote,
finds wings, still laughing at his own expense?
What's writ, unshared, falls fallow, horn unheeded,
wit's titbit skits un-aired, seed corn unneeded. 7 September 2009
Odi profanum vulgus et arceo …
I detest the common herd, and ward them off Horace, liv. III, ode i, verse 1
Que j'ai toujours haï les pensers du vulgaire!
Qu'il me semble profane, injuste, téméraire! Jean de la Fontaine
Loin d'ici, profane vulgaire,
Apollon m'inspire et m'éclaire;
C'est lui, je le vois, je le sens,
Mon cœur cède à sa violence;
Mortels, respectez sa présence,
Prêtez l'oreille à mes accents! J.-B. Rousseau
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sister Blister
You and me were cut from the same cloth
It seems to some we famously get along
But you and me are strangers to each other
Cuz you and me: competitive to the bone
Such tragedy to trample on each other with how much weve endured
With the state this land is in
You and me feel joined only by gender
We are not all for one and one for all
Sister blister we fight to please the brothers
We think their acceptance is how we win
Theyre happy were climbing over each other
To beg the club of boys to let us in
You and me estranged from the mother
You and me have felt impotent in our skin
You and me have taken it out on each other
You and me disloyal to the feminine
Such a pity to disavow each other with how far weve come
With how strong weve been
You and me are on this pendulum together
You and me with scarcity still fueling
Sister blister we fight to please the brothers
We think their acceptance is how we win
Theyre happy were climbing over each other
To beg the club of boys to let us in
We may not have priorities same
We may not even like each other
We may not be hugely anti-men
But such a cost to dishonor a sister
You and me have made it harder for the other
We forget how hard separatism has been
You and me we can help change their minds together
You and me in alignment until the end
Sister blister we fight to please the brothers
We think their acceptance is how we win
Theyre happy were climbing over each other
To beg the club of boys to let us in
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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Beer & Bones
(sanger d. shafer/lonnie williams)
I aint nothin but beer and bones
Honey since I lost you
I aint ate a bite
Since the night
That you said were through
I walked to that jukebox to play
A few sad country songs
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Aint nothin but beer and bones
I got to work this morning
Early this afternoon
Yeah my boss man nudged me
Said son I need to talk to you
You used to make me money
But lately I been taking a loss
Well he smelled my breath
Gave me what was left
Of the day off
I aint nothin but beer and bones
Honey since I lost you
I aint ate a bite
Since the night
That you said were through
I walked to that jukebox to play
A few sad country songs
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Aint nothin but beer and bones
Well I wish I could go home
And rest my weary head
But I know Ill just stay here
And have another beer instead
That little waitress asked me
Honey could you use some help
I said I thank you miss
Ill have to get through this
By my dang self
I aint nothin but beer and bones
Honey since I lost you
I aint ate a bite
Since the night
That you said were through
I walked to that jukebox to play
A few sad country songs
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Aint nothin but beer and bones
I heard someone say
Hey that old boy
Aint nothin but beer and bones
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Bold & Reckless
(r. hine, j. obstoj)
Producer: rupert hine
Album: non-album track
B-side of the australian steamy windows single
From the the best uk/europe 12 and cd5
So yo think youve got a hold on me
But did you ever, or is that your fantasy.
Ill miss you when you go,
But, no pain wont show
Im free to search and go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
I suppose youve been good to me
Maybe not enough to rock my sanity.
You never asked me questions,
And you never understood.
Im free to search and go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
So bold, yeah bold and reckless.
Well, I cant live in a cage,
Ive just got to be free, dancin and flyin away.
But your always in my dreams, runin
Yes, your always in my dreams, runin
So weve been gettin closer by degree
But, you wont ever bring me to my knees.
Youll never make me shy,
And you wont see me cry.
Im still free to go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
So bold, still bold and reckless.
Yes, you were always in my dreams runin
Always in my dreams.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
Yeah, yeah, so bold and reckless.
Yeah, yeah, so bold and reckless.
Still bold, still bold and reckless.
Still bold, still bold and reckless.
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Patience Pays, Impatience Costs!
Patiently Plan your life,
Or
wait patiently for Life's plan for
you! In other words,
Don't try to solve questions of
life,
Before you can answer one,
Life can pose too many
questions! Anyway isn't it true,
patience pays,
Impatience costs? Life is neither a riddle nor puzzle! Sometimes may Look like
crossword puzzle,
When one's words cross other's, If not one learn what is silence,
when and how this precious tool
works, ego clash may cause hot
atmosphere
instead of warm one!
You are a part of nature and society,
the part depends on whole,
And whole depends on part! May it be liver or brain,
May it be heart or spleen,
One can be healthy, if all tissues
and organs are healthy,
All organs remain healthy,
if one cares for their health!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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On a mountaintop
Rivulet of red
Cold hard stone
Sharp smell of cordite
Glint of moon on bone
Eerie quiet
Uncaring sky
Unseeing eyes pleading
Not knowing why
Unmailed letter
Unneeded pen
Words from memory
Read over and over again
Shadow shrinking from daylight
Warm rays flood the ground
Birds sing sweetly… indifferently…
No one hears their sound
poem by David Whalen
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Like a Tornado
What am I going to accomplish
that will make people think
that I was a good person
How can I justify this
I would like to be remembered as
a good person
but sometimes that is impossible
Sometimes you have hurt more people
than you have helped
I believe that I have helped more people
but sometimes people take things
the wrong way
They can often twist your words like a tornado
which essentially has the same effect
It is destructive and all together
unneeded
But I can't change the way people think
I can only except it
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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