Will
Dissect a passing notion into parts,
look deep within the workings of the mind,
observe the neuron map an idea charts
and study each synaptic cleft confined.
It's staggering, to count the steps involved
and contemplate our ignorance of how
the thought deterministically evolved
and registered succinctly in the brow.
This cavalcade of causes and effects
electrical and chemical, in train,
requires aware reaction which reflects
the impetus of pleasure and of pain.
Unconscious hidden pathways underlie
the unfree will which constitutes an ‘I'.
poem by Diane Hine
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Assiduous
When one does a setup,
What is the first thing one must do?
'Observe, study and plan.'
Okay.
But I would think...
The first thing one must do,
Is to remain true to onself.
Prepared to face any dilemma.
And then proceed.
Most times...
The setting up of something,
Takes years in the making.
And requires patience, discipline and diligence.
'That's why I said...
Observe, study and plan.'
With an application of assiduity.
Being one who is assiduous.
'We could have left the name calling out of this.
But if you want to stoop to those levels...
I can hang, you know? '
Study and plan 'before' you setup.
Comprehend with understand first!
Dissect and listen.
Then research.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thus, the more succinctly a train of thought was expounded, and the more comprehensive the unity of its basic idea, the closer it would approximate to the prerequisites of the mathematical way of thinking.
A Highly Evolved Being
A highly evolved being
would not kill,
A highly evolved being,
would meditate and be still.
A highly evolved being
is “positively aware”
of everything including
birds in the air.
A highly evolved being
enjoys everything
and needs nothing.
They do not need see evil to be
“Postively Aware”.
For a highly evolved being
only shares,
and really cares
For all are ALL ONE,
from the same source,
For life becomes a meditation
and everything is a part of the whole,
everything works together
helping each other grow.
Grow and become the best
that they can be,
To be an effect on the future
and make it filled with merriness and glee.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Problem of the Idea
The Philosopher:
'The Problem of the 21st century
is the problem of the Origins of the Idea.'
The Idea has driven much
of human history-
a major motivator
many taken together are
Articulators;
Ideas compose all Human Dreams.
But ask what is this Idea
and silence ensues;
ask where is it
in the human mind
and we'll get charts of its activity centers
but nothing about what it is
or where it comes from.
The Scientist:
Well, we don't have to know what a thing is
to utilize it.
We can identify behaviors and integrate
them-
harness them to purpose.
Philosopher:
Sure like the Atomic Bomb. It was built because
we could integrate various disciplines
and make things go bang
without thinking of Consequence.
technical Ideas-too have consequences.
Scientist:
So you would hold up all human progress
until the over-arching Idea comes along
before we act?
Philosopher:
Ah, but note that progress that destroys
the planet is not
progress at all
but only a blind mistake;
one I might add,
that did not have
an Idea or Clue
of what lesser ideas about tinkering
could and might signal or include.
So here my point and drift
good ideas are hard to find;
cleaver ideas
like a bomb
are easier to advance.
Cosmologist:
Well here is my notion-
I hesitate to say Idea-
but there is only a little drift
between you and
the neo-Kantians
who claim Plato's Ideation
may have an empirical base.
I know, 'heavens' such an outcome;
but contemplate
Astronomy's 'Inflation Theory'
Cosomology's dark energy and matter
the implication that every electron
is 'aware' of the charge
of it's matching
opposite charge
and 'reacts' to changes
across all our known universe;
and you will have lot of 'I told you so's'
coming from the ancients.
So if human history has been driven
by Grand Ideas political, social, and scientific,
we have a need know then
what is an Idea and where
does it comes from;
and even if a great new idea
does surface
and is entirely new
how is that an entirely new idea
can be understood and acted upon
by others who did not share in its generation?
If only two people in the world can understand an
Idea, what does that mean for History?
So Idea Generation and Transmission are therefore
of one cloth and shall we say comprehendable
only by Cosmology's 'Inflation'?
Muse:
Well, if all Ideas generate in the mind
and assuming mind has a physical base
in generating mental things,
the assumption, too, must be that
the electrons of the mind are, too,
'popping in and out of the universe
in that same mind
as all Quantum things.
So are we here
dealing with the ' Mind As Portal'
between multi-existences
and Ideas are merely transmission
artifacts of that activity?
'Humm, said the Scientist
how would you study that?
Muse:
We are all becoming Poets are we not?
Poets of the Electron Dream.
Poet:
All knowledge comes from dreaming
and math, this is Einstein
but how are dreams possible
is yet
to be answered.
Yet we do dream
and we need to also ask
what is the archeology of the dream?
'The Muse said
And too,
'who is doing the Dreaming? '
Kant smiles.
So, what is the dictionary definition of 'Idea'?
i⋅ de⋅ a
/aɪ ˈ diə , aɪ ˈ diə / Show Spelled Pronunciation [ahy-dee-uh, ahy-deeuh] Show IPA
–noun
1. any conception existing in the mind as a result of mental understanding, awareness, or activity.
2. a thought, conception, or notion: That is an excellent idea.
3. an impression: He gave me a general idea of how he plans to run the department.
4. an opinion, view, or belief: His ideas on raising children are certainly strange.
5. a plan of action; an intention: the idea of becoming an engineer.
6. a groundless supposition; fantasy.
7. Philosophy.
a. a concept developed by the mind.
b. a conception of what is desirable or ought to be; ideal.
c. (initial capital letter) Platonism. Also called form. an archetype or pattern of which the individual objects in any natural class are imperfect copies and from which they derive their being.
d. Kantianism. idea of pure reason.
8. Music. a theme, phrase, or figure.
9. Obsolete.
a. a likeness.
b. a mental image.
Origin:
1400–50; < LL < Gk idéā form, pattern, equiv. to ide- (s. of ideîn to see) + -ā fem. n. ending; r. late ME idee < MF < LL, as above; akin to wit 1
Related forms:
i⋅ de⋅ a⋅ less, adjective
Synonyms:
1,2. Idea, thought, conception, notion refer to a product of mental activity. Idea, although it may refer to thoughts of any degree of seriousness or triviality, is commonly used for mental concepts considered more important or elaborate: We pondered the idea of the fourth dimension. The idea of his arrival frightened me. Thought, which reflects its primary emphasis on the mental process, may denote any concept except the more weighty and elaborate ones: I welcomed his thoughts on the subject. A thought came to him. Conception suggests a thought that seems complete, individual, recent, or somewhat intricate: The architect's conception delighted them. Notion suggests a fleeting, vague, or imperfect thought: a bare notion of how to proceed.4. sentiment, judgment.
Dictionary.com Unabridged
Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc.2009.
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There are many better responses than making the child feel that asking deep questions constitutes a social blunder. If we have an idea of the answer, we can try to explain. Even an incomplete attempt constitutes a reassurance and encouragement. If we have no idea of the answer, we can go to the encyclopedia. If we don’t have an encyclopedia, we can take the child to the library. Or we might say: ‘I don’t know the answer. Maybe no one knows. Maybe when you grow up, you’ll be the first person to find out.’
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Selected to Make Decisions
So behind the eight ball.
Those that can not see the forest...
But also can not interpret the tea leaves.
Even if they had a sip of it,
They would choose to have it sweetened.
Regardless of the affects or purpose.
Or the intentions of the ingredients.
To move and advance forward,
There has to be steps made!
This requires effort.
With a fading of rhetoric.
And the saving of the paving of it.
When someone claims to be aware,
But can not see a moving truck.
Or stares at a beachball...
That hits them in the head,
Because they do not duck.
I pause for concern!
Something in their 'awareness'
A common sense has not been taught
From experiences learned.
And these are the folks who provoke without knowing.
So behind the eight ball.
Those that can not see the forest...
But also can not interpret the tea leaves.
Even if they had a sip of it,
They would choose to have it sweetened.
Regardless of the affects or purpose.
Or the intentions of the ingredients.
These are the folks who see an oncoming train.
And stand in the middle of the tracks to ask...
'If I stood here,
Would that train hit me?
And if it did...
Will I get hurt? '
And they have been selected to make decisions,
Based upon their wisdom!
To move and advance forward,
There has to be steps made!
This requires effort.
With a fading of rhetoric.
And the saving of the paving of it.
Observe situations as they are.
And not how one chooses them to be.
See clearly the obstacles!
And perceive reality...
As being something based upon concepts concrete!
It makes the living of one's life much easier.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Logical Thoughts, Notions of an Idea
Thought is an animal with rage that's unmatched
fighting its way through a mind
biting its way from behind
Logic is the beast from an egg that had hatched
gnashing its teeth into something
bashing its feet for nothing
An idea is a drug for the helplessly stoned
making you high not knowing why
faking a lie and watching you die
A notion is a train ride to a far away home
finding its place and laying its waste
winding its taste into such sad disgrace
If this is all true.....
The animal with an idea is to be feared at all costs
and the beast with a notion naturally starts out to be lost
fighting and gnashing as much as they will
biting and bashing until both would be ill
Together they will ride this train and be high
relief on their faces and release a great sigh
for rage that's unmatched and an egg that had hatched
for the helplessly stoned in a far-away home
poem by Gregory Pickett
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Synaptic summation is the technical term used in neurophysiology for those instances in which some neuron C is fired only by a combination of neurons A and B.
quote by Gregory Bateson
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Nowadays, however, we recognize that simultaneously with the typical case of a chemical reaction a typical case of catalytic effect had been studied which constitutes a limiting case.
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Relationships
It’s in the greater scheme of things
we often fail to see the true relation
that one thing has or shares with another.
Like one who doesn’t see past their nose
of those things which are very immediate and obvious.
There are always many hidden relationships
particularly between people of give and take
that to grasp some idea let alone fathom
the depth of a situation given or implied
requires insight into the workings of mind and nature.
The real significance of a good or true relationship occurring
is the fruition of the search for love in the dim or recent past.
And only those who have unraveled
the mystery of their own existence
may appreciate and assess these subtle aspects of life.
poem by George Krokos
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Mirror mirror…
A mirror reflects all but lies.
Reflects the things
Everyone denies.
Reflects the way
You shaped yourself.
Reflects the things
Complex, simple, hidden and obvious.
Reflects the things
We have done in our lives.
Reflects the things
We don’t want to see.
But it has never reflected
Me.
In darkness and alone
I sit at the edge
Of icy cold black water.
Mirror mirror…
I sit their staring at no reflection
Thinking of the things I am,
Daughter, student, sister, lover.
But it does not define to me who I am.
I see all the things
I don’t want to see.
Perhaps than there is no “me”?
I do not exist in my reflections.
I can not find me in those titles.
Mirror mirror…
Perhaps then it is fact
Am I nothing more but that?
So should I satisfy with the things I see?
Is life’s lesson then that you should “just be”?
Is there nothing more then the endless time passing?
Mirror mirror…
Perhaps it is why it is never said
That a mirror holds an answer.
poem by Zarina Binda
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As They Prepare And Await
As they prepare and await to have a confrontation,
Those who have been aware of this...
Have paid them no attention.
None that threatens,
Other motivated intentions.
So they continue to pretend,
Not to notice them.
And since there is a higher consciousness involved,
Those wishing to dissolve their hidden insecurities...
Prove they are clueless,
As to what they should do next...
To further undermine themselves with an undressing,
Of their immaturity and limitations they can not leave.
At least to keep protected from an obviousness.
'What are they doing over there? '
~The obvious.~
'But shouldn't 'they' be aware of it? '
~Yes.
They should.
But apparently not from our point of view.~
'I have an idea.'
~What is it? ~
'Let's pretend with hints we are concerned.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Pain is the pleasure
The pursuit of pain to get a reward
Or the pursuit of pain to seek a relief
Gives you pleasure regardless of results
Pain thus constitutes your most of pleasure.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The psychology of a complex mind must differ almost as much from that of a simple, mechanized mind as its psychology would from ours; because something that must underlie and perhaps be even greater than sex is involved.
quote by John Desmond Bernal
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The fact that life evolved out of nearly nothing, some 10 billion years after the universe evolved out of literally nothing, is a fact so staggering that I would be mad to attempt words to do it justice.
quote by Richard Dawkins
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Mind Train
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Oh, ooh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub train,
Dub-dub train, dub train, dub train, dub.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train, dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, oh, ah, ah.
I thought of killing that man,
Oh, oh, dub-dub train passed through my mind.
Oh, oh.
33 windows shining,
33 windows shining like, shining like, shining like a...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,...
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shining empty buildings, shining my mind.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, passed many signs, passed many towns,
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub train, oh, train, dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh, pain, train, oh.
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train passed through my mind,
Train passed through my mind, oh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh train, oh, train.
33 windows shining through my mind,
Shining through my...ooh
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, dub-dub,
Ooh, ooh,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, the dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Passed through my mind, ooh, ooh....
Oh, train, dub train,
Dub-dub, oh, dub-dub, oh.
Oh, oh,...
I thought of killing, i thought of killing that man.
A-dub-dub train, oh, oh, train, train, train, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
Train, train, dub-dub-dub-dub train, dub-dub.
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine -
33 windows, 33 windows shining like a...
Shine, shine, shine.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, oh...
Passed many signs, passed many signs,
Oh, yes, yes, dub-dub, oh, yes,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub, dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Ooh, 33 windows, 33, 33, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, passed through my mind,
A dub-dub train, a dub-dub train, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub! ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub!
Dub, dub-dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub-dub-dub train,
Train, pain, train, pain, dub-dub train
Passed through my mind, dub-dub train passed...
Through my mind.
I thought of killing that man, killing that man,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, ooh, ooh...
Passed through my mind, passed many signs, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, oh, passed...
Through my mind, ooh, dub-dub train, oh, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, oh, oh...
Dub-dub train, dub-dub train passed through my mind, ah, ah...
Oh yeah, oh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train, dub train, train, train, train, train,
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub train,
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh...
Dub train, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, ooh... dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Ooh...ooh...ooh...
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh, train,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, man, dub-dub,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub.
Dub! dub!
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, train.
Ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Train, train, train.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh...
Dub-dub!
Dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub...
Ah ooh, ah ooh...
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Mind Train
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Oh, ooh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub train,
Dub-dub train, dub train, dub train, dub.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train, dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, oh, ah, ah.
I thought of killing that man,
Oh, oh, dub-dub train passed through my mind.
Oh, oh.
33 windows shining,
33 windows shining like, shining like, shining like a...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,...
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shining empty buildings, shining my mind.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, passed many signs, passed many towns,
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub train, oh, train, dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh, pain, train, oh.
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train passed through my mind,
Train passed through my mind, oh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh train, oh, train.
33 windows shining through my mind,
Shining through my...ooh
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, dub-dub,
Ooh, ooh,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, the dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Passed through my mind, ooh, ooh....
Oh, train, dub train,
Dub-dub, oh, dub-dub, oh.
Oh, oh,...
I thought of killing, i thought of killing that man.
A-dub-dub train, oh, oh, train, train, train, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
Train, train, dub-dub-dub-dub train, dub-dub.
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine -
33 windows, 33 windows shining like a...
Shine, shine, shine.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, oh...
Passed many signs, passed many signs,
Oh, yes, yes, dub-dub, oh, yes,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub, dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Ooh, 33 windows, 33, 33, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, passed through my mind,
A dub-dub train, a dub-dub train, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub! ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub!
Dub, dub-dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub-dub-dub train,
Train, pain, train, pain, dub-dub train
Passed through my mind, dub-dub train passed...
Through my mind.
I thought of killing that man, killing that man,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, ooh, ooh...
Passed through my mind, passed many signs, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, oh, passed...
Through my mind, ooh, dub-dub train, oh, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, oh, oh...
Dub-dub train, dub-dub train passed through my mind, ah, ah...
Oh yeah, oh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train, dub train, train, train, train, train,
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub train,
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh...
Dub train, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, ooh... dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Ooh...ooh...ooh...
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh, train,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, man, dub-dub,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub.
Dub! dub!
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, train.
Ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Train, train, train.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh...
Dub-dub!
Dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub...
Ah ooh, ah ooh...
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Mania
Hyperactive elation and hot rapture,
Excited clench of hands, rubbed over psyche,
Does depressively and belatedly capture,
Desired object in framed mentality,
Motivated by day notion of happy magic,
Brainwave bouncing along to cheered neuron,
Such minds wasteful of productive plus pragmatic,
Maniacal brainstorm is calamity cast from,
Counteractive serotonin privation,
Accelerating synaptic syndrome,
Body shuddering in horripilation,
As maximum overdrive spins up and kicks home,
Twist of mortal glee, altering reality,
For the hearts of men are held by fantasy.
poem by Dale Mullock
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Sitting Seeking Pity
Never will these wounds known that I carry,
Affect you directly.
When I earned my scars you were not involved.
Not to see them inflicted when I enlisted,
Into the military.
Not to hear of my friends being killed and buried.
Or the toil that took on my emotions.
I've already done the numbing of the mind thing.
You were not there,
To see me grieve over the death of my son.
Or the pain I felt blaming myself and everyone,
Regarding how that was done.
Or when both of my marriages ended!
And I was then still quite young.
All you know is what you see.
You have no idea what is inside of me.
Or the devotion I still have for my family.
After years now spent not seeing my mom and dad.
Very close those feelings you will not believe.
Or seeing them die that has left me sad.
Nothing I do has been magically produced.
Even forgiving myself and others,
Has reduced me to tears at times.
When I know of those folks who have sacrificed their lives,
For their beliefs.
As you wallow away in pettiness...
To complain about your issues.
And how from you they wont leave!
While you invite them on a daily basis.
And you say of me for you I show no empathy?
You have no idea how much I care!
I am just not like you.
Sitting seeking pity.
Because my cries for help,
Is all I choose to do!
My knees are not intended,
To be bended and kept knelt!
Never will these wounds known that I carry,
Affect you directly.
I am too aware of those steps I've taken.
I am too aware of what it takes to celebrate life.
And too much aware of a happiness,
I have chosen to separate from what has happened.
Pulled out of despair and dragged away from strife.
I will listen!
But I am not here to compare to share to relive.
Any of your agonies on your sleeve you so willfully give.
I am here to assist your getting over it.
Not to sit with you and feast upon defeat.
I am not that kind of 'friend'.
And those friends you do not need.
So stop rehearsing your tragedies.
Let's take a hike through the park,
And hug a few trees.
Let's express to them our gratitude.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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