Travelling
As we grow old our boundaries,
become more circumscribed it seems.
Although we don’t give up our dreams,
we must accept realities.
Acknowledge what we cannot do
and celebrate the things we can
Accept with grace its natures plan.
which we must constantly review.
Our travels may be limited
by age and growing frailty
Therefore we must rely instead
on our mental ability.
To use selective memory
and visit where we want to be.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Life Review. fot J.T, Ellison
When you grow old as you must do
and you look backward to review.
The way that life has treated you
Where you have been, what you’ve achieved.
The blessings given and received.
a great deal more than you believed.
I think you find you are impressed
You know you’ve always done your best
and you have earned the right to rest.
No longer part of the rat race
You live your life at your own pace.
Perhaps you can accept with grace
When you conclude your life review.
You’ve done what you were meant to do.
05/09/2009
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Prayer For Soldiers Coming Out Of War
• I have seen the glory and promise of Lord God Almighty in my life.
Thank You, Lord, for everything that happened to me in the war.
• My Lord and my God, I want to thank You for answered prayers.
• I thank You for protection and support in the war. Accept my thanks,
in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the wisdom and understanding in the war. Accept
my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the power and strength You gave me during the war.
Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the boldness and courage You gave me during the
war. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the joy and peace You gave me during the war. Accept
my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the guidance and preservation You gave me during
the war. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the deliverance and freedom You gave me during the
war. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• O Lord my God, You are worthy to be praised. I will always adore
You, exalt You, bless You, glorify You, lift You up, extol You and
magnify Your holy name, in Jesus’s name.
• O Lord my God, You are worthy of my thanks. I appreciate You, I
am grateful, and I thank You very much. If I have a trillion tongues,
they are not enough to thank You. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s
name.
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• You only will I serve, You only will I worship, You only will I praise,
and You only will I give thanks, for I have no other God.
• Unto the Lord be the glory. Great things You have done in my life,
You have done excellent things for me, and I know You will do more
things for me, Mighty God.
• What shall I say unto You, Lord God? All I can say to You is a big
thanks. I will always thank You all the days of my life.
• Thank You, Lord, and thank you, Lord, for everything you have
done. I am saying this thank-you from the bottom of my heart.
Accept it, in the name of Jesus.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for Your goodness and greatness
over me during the war was wonderful.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for Your mercy and favor over me
during the war was beautiful.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for Your protection and deliverance
over me during the war was awesome.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for the joy of serving and worshipping
You is peaceful.
• Great is Your faithfulness, righteousness, truthfulness, goodness,
and loving-kindness. They will all continue to be in existence
forevermore.
• Father God, I want to thank You again and again. I will never stop
thanking You, and in the name of Jesus, I give thanks. Amen.
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What This 'Oneness' Means
No one born into this life,
Has been sent to evaluate...
The creations of God.
Or the work of the Angels,
With distorted interpretations.
There are many who have the ability to quote.
But few have the courage to live and accept...
We all are part of the experience.
None are here to inspect and reject,
That which God has selected as HIS best.
Upset are those people,
Choosing to divide and separate...
Based upon ethnic values,
Assumed by a few to make them great.
From an isolation in which to generate their hate.
Upset are those people,
Who congegate to celebrate...
What others need to fulfill their lives.
With limited possibilities.
They place upon others,
With an inflicting done...
To disguise and hide their own insecurities.
No one born into this life,
Has been sent to evaluate...
The creations of God.
Or the work of the Angels,
With distorted interpretations.
There are many who have the ability to quote.
But few have the courage to live and accept...
We all are part of the experience.
None of us have been sent,
To dissect into segments...
The intentions of what a 'Oneness' has meant.
Or to any of us what this 'Oneness' means.
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It's Mine to Own
Just give me my prize!
For a life lived...
Both bold and wise.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
Just give me my prize.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I connect it.
Now I can accept.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
Just,
Give me my prize I accept it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
Just give me my prize,
I accept it.
It's mine alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Such a Magnificent Gift
That which we are,
With dreams to fulfill invented...
Those that seem to be within,
Limitations our minds accept.
Limited they are,
With no greater expectations.
And although complicated,
The naturalness of life seems to be...
We simplify all that surrounds,
With adjustments to gratify...
Lives to set aside for quick cravings to feed.
No one questions what has become commonplace.
Or everyday address with priority,
The defacing that is done...
To a naturalness that sits,
As such a magnificent gift to us presented.
And yet with an impatience,
We create conflicts with attempts to destroy...
Such a magnificent gift,
Given to us that should represent joy.
That which we are,
With dreams to fulfill invented...
Those that seem to be within,
Limitations our minds accept.
Limited they are,
With no greater expectations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One Has To Accept New And Fresh Debts
No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
With a sitting on their front steps...
Regetting in a public display of it.
As if the giving of pity to pocket,
Is what passersby would select to pick.
Everything owed, borrowed or stolen,
Has a way of delivering a headache felt...
That is conscious with a degree of sorrow.
And...
Awaiting headaches to expect,
Is not high on the list of recommendations.
We all have at one time,
Signed away our lives on that 'bottom line'.
And that act alone,
Can not be erased by the taking of medication.
Many have overdosed on their delusions.
No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
To regret them.
However,
What is suggested...
'Before' experiencing Buyer's Remorse,
Is to plan in advance a mental evacuation route to take.
Yes!
Enjoy the temporary break away from that self hate.
With a rescheduled date...
To return to self loathing much later.
But in the meantime just celebrate the taste,
Of living beyond what can be afforded.
Everyone does it.
No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
To regret them.
Know that this predicament,
Is as common as being teased by the necessity...
Of wishing for needless greed to feed.
And repaying for the deed in increments,
When the funds presented become available.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Need Not To Be Repossessed
Why can't you accept where those boundaries are?
Why must you treat yourself to a round of disrespecting me?
When you have clearly,
Tracked yourself uninvited...
Into my zone.
As peace and I were sharing some alone time.
You've come to me as if I pay you rent.
And I don't have the sense to know you own it.
MY 'space'.
And you came today to collect,
Another argument?
One I'm going to sit to listen and condone?
Why can't you accept where those boundaries are?
Why must you treat yourself to a round of disrespecting me?
When you have clearly,
Tracked yourself uninvited...
Into my zone.
As peace and I were sharing some alone time.
There is not a rule I obey,
Without first going into consultation with God.
And I would not be surprised if you found that odd.
Not an eyebrow would quickly lift upon you admitting this.
Possessing a need to control,
Is your issue.
And the need 'not' to be repossessed,
Is mine!
Why can't you accept where those boundaries are?
Why must you treat yourself to a round of disrespecting me?
When you have clearly,
Tracked yourself uninvited...
Into my zone.
As peace and I were sharing some alone time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Let Heaven Be My Aim
Let nothing come between me and my God;
I want to serve Him faithfully henceforth;
For sins of mine, I accept His just rod;
Let life hereafter turn anew and worth.
There is no joy on earth that lasts for long;
There is no sadness that can frighten me;
So, let me walk that extra mile, furlong,
Ensuring my place in eternity.
Hence, things I do on earth I must rethink;
All places I visit I must pre-check;
For, when the results come, I must not blink;
I mustn’t drive recklessly at speeds breakneck!
The things I do must give me mental peace;
I wish to journey to Heaven with ease!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Just Accept God
If God is trying to make pure my soul
Through troubles fresh that crop up every day,
Why should I not with grace accept His role,
And meet the challenges that come my way?
If God is planning new ways to heal
The wounds of soul that sins leave in their wake,
Why should I not accept my new ordeal,
And suffer humbly for my own/ God’s sakes?
If God is seeking to improve my ways,
Most mysteriously, tho’ I can’t say why,
Why should I not better my earthly days,
And listen to the words from One most high?
If God does things all strangely, I must try
To accept humbly and not ask Him why!
poem by John Celes
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Accept my sympathy
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy!
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Sympathy In End
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy! By SARTHAK DAS
poem by Sarthak Das
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Schizophrenia
A few lost souls walk our city streets
Talking to beings no one else can see
They visit realms beyond “The five senses”
Alas, these gifted few are scorned for this ability
“Medicate” the ignorant doctors’ say
“Bind n’ gag these strange creatures”
“They’re no good for society anyway”
“They’re an aberration” bleat the preachers
In truth;
When the thin veils to other realities begin to fall
What’s seen as “Madness” may be “Transformation”
Assuming activation of Spirit, “Drugs” do not forestall
One moves to higher consciousness and animation
Judge not those you do not understand or accept
For varied is the path of a “Spiritual Adept”
poem by Ray Lucero
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Assurance From God
The Lord with a promise to fulfill, would send His Eternal Son to Israel,
To save His people from their sin, when the baby Jesus would enter in,
Sending Him into that tiny nation, as Messiah delivering their salvation,
A prophecy from back in Paradise, pointing all people to Jesus Christ.
God’s perfect plan was prophesied, with the child found in virgin bride,
Whom the Holy Spirit conceived, that Mary and Joseph, both received,
When God assured Joseph that day, so that he did not put Mary away,
Then Joseph, being a righteous man, believed and obeyed God’s Plan.
And taking Mary home as his wife, he displayed a faithful obedient life,
Together they’d raise God’s Son, who would be the Savior of everyone.
And with Immanuel now with us, in God all peoples can place their trust,
To live a life of faith through Grace, this no matter what in life men face.
That little baby born in Bethlehem, would become the Savior of all men,
Growing up in the town of Nazareth, He would become God’s Ideal Gift.
Sent down to deliver not only the Jew, but all the believing Gentiles too,
And through our faith as we believe, God’s sustaining Grace we receive.
Now, given Joseph’s Faith illustration, when we accept God’s Salvation,
God gives assurance to each man, who walks in faith pursuing His plan,
So through faith accept Jesus Christ, to see what God does in your life,
Whether you’re a Gentile or Jew, display faith and see what God will do.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
Accept It
Life is hard.
Accept it.
Momentary pleasures
Come and go…
Accept it.
Death evades you
When you need it the most.
Accept it.
Thoughts of death
Come and go…
Accept it.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Failure of Imagination
Abundantly I come to you.
To grant you abundant gifts.
Receive them from the heavens.
Perceive them in the air you breathe.
See yourself with wealth of health.
Close your eyes and increase your desires.
Release yourself from limitation...
And allow abundance in to begin.
Witness...
And surround yourself in it.
Surrender and break away,
From boundaries created within.
Do not accept a failure of imagination...
To keep you depleted,
In a devastation.
Have you forgotten how to feed your dreams?
Leaving them in a mental freeze needing to be thawed?
Needing to be freed as you wish them to be!
Now.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Pain Is For You
Many things I believe for you is pain
I don't want any pain from you but I accept your pain
I'll take the pain from you forever...
Pain can be our own mistake
Pain can lead to our own troubles
Pain can lead to anything inside of us
I just need to get some help
I need you to acknowledge me to help me out of this pain
Many pains cannot be removed
Many can stay forever and ever
Many think pain isn't nothing for them
Pain is everything we learn from the outside world
You may get it someday
Someday you will see what I learn from pain
You may see me with cuts on my arms
That was pain, but this pain is what I feel inside
Love is pain too you know
Thinking about you when you probably just don't care
Pain is getting inside of me, not letting me go
I'm alone in the darkness of shadows
This pain is for you
Many things I believe for you is pain
I don't want any pain from you but I accept your pain
I'll take the pain from you forever
This pain is everything painful has it is,
Ready for everything is to be done for you
I'll be ready for your pain
Every shadows of darkness is there inside of me
Tearing me apart too, but still I hunger you
So I'll take whatever I get and even thou it may pain, I'll treasure it
Please acknowledge me, tell me about your pain and
Forever pure.
poem by Gabriel Pein
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Life goes through changes so fast, you think your life is great, than one of your best friends dies. Then you think you found someone you truly love, only to figure out, she doesn't love you back. You cry and cry and cry, but nothing changes. You realize, that you must accept things for what they are, and what they have made you become.Everything in life changes you in some way. Even the smallest things. If you do not accept these changes, you do not accept yourself. For through these changes brings new and greater things to you, making you wiser, as time progresses. To avoid these changes is a loss. You only live your life once. Do not waste a minute of it avoiding things. Let them come to you, and learn from them. There's always tomorrow.
quote by Adam R. Gwizdala
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We All Come To Experience 'Our' Truths
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
Or see as they sit to observe life pass by,
From a closed window and behind locked doors.
We all experience our own sorrows...
With burdens to bear and struggles to conquer.
And yet there will be some among the 'doubters'...
Who believe nothing happens to anyone but themselves.
And when they experience a pinch of pain to feel,
It becomes worthy of a news broadcast...
To appeal with the getting of attention on their griefs.
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
And yet...
Highlighted are the most ridiculous afflictions,
Repeatedly for all to witness close up on TV sets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Set The Twilight Reeling
Take me for what I am
A star newly emerging
Long simmering explodes
Inside the self is reeling
In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood
In the muscle of my sex, in the mindful mindless love
I accept the new found man
And set the twilight reeling
At 5 am the moon and the sun
Sit set before my window
Light glances off the blue glass we set
Right before the window
And you who accept, in your soul and your head
What was misunderstood, what was thought of with dread
A new self is born, the other self dead
I accept the new found man
And set the twilight reeling
A soul singer stands on the stage
The spotlight shows him sweating
He sinks to one knee, seems to cry
The horn are unrelenting
But as the drums beats he finds himself growing hard
In the microphones face he sees her face growing large
And the swelling crescendo no longer retards
I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling
As the twilight sunburst gleams
As the chromium moon it sets
As I lose all my regrets
And set the twilight reeling
I accept the new found man
And set the twilight reeling
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Journey of Mind
I don’t remember, I just know
I don’t know, I just understand
I don’t understand, I just analyze
I don’t analyze, I just accept it
I don’t accept, I just rely on my instinct
I don’t rely on my instinct, I just imagine
I don’t imagine, I just suddenly remember
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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