Addicted to Sugar
so many have committed themselves
to nonsense and bs.
when confronted with the realities
of their efforts and conditioning process,
they become upset...
looking for solutions and answers.
and that is not going to happen,
since everyone is addicted to sugar
and painless remedies!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Habitually Fixed
People addicted to nonsense,
Are no different than those addicted to crack.
Or any other sedation that medicates.
Dumbed down and seeking entertaining escapades.
And afraid of any thought process,
That causes comprehension.
Or communicating some of that might exist.
People addicted to nonsense,
Prefer to see a disagreement with their ideologies...
As confrontations..
With a nothingness with someone in this mindset,
That ever gets done.
Dumbed down and seeking entertaining escapades.
And afraid of any thought process,
That causes comprehension.
Or communicating some of that might exist.
This activity is representative of those who create conflicts,
To protect interests.
And those interests have been habitually fixed to delusions.
And people like this,
Stubborn and fixed...
Live assuming any progress that moves forward,
Is a conspiracy that threatens their beliefs!
And as long as they keep passing the 'pipe' around...
They will interpret the crumbling of foundations,
As a work of art!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regional Conditioning
Scanning one from head to toe,
To deliver an incompleted assessment...
Of another,
Upon an initial meeting...
Is a regional conditioning process.
Instead of greeting someone appropriately...
Some have a need to address one's physicality,
With interest first!
As if preparing for an adoption to take place.
And this head to toe scan is noticed,
To be done by those...
Who should be the last,
To think of passing judgement or eyeballing anyone.
However,
When an indoctrination...
Of a conditioning process has been done,
Its aim is to be thorough and childishly delivered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Committed
committed! !
me and my boyfriend have made a pact
we are committed and thats the fact
he will not screw any other women apart from me
and i will not seduce anyone else apart from him
committed! !
we will be a heathy twosome or so it seems
with this thought in our mind our relationship will gleam
yes sir we are a committed bunch
the world will sing praises of our relationship
the world will stand and admire our friendship
committed! !
he will screw me till his hearts content
as i behind his back will screw all his friends
he on the other hand will bang all my friends
yes sir we are a committed and our relationship is as firm as steel
committed! ! !
it's a word not to be taken lightly
it's the bed rock of all relationships strong and mighty
yes indeed we are committed
he can't screw anyone and i ca'nt be promiscious it's not permitted
we are so so very committed
committed! !
yes sir committed indeed
we are the two us sailin merreyly in our ship
when he is angry with me he does the maid
when i am upset with him i get laid
committed! !
we are thinck as thives
till his money runs out and i have fullfilled all my needs
oh sir we are so so so very committed....................
poem by Anuj Tikku
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Im Addicted
1, 2, 3, 4!
Look around this dirty town
Drink it up till we fall down
Dont want to live forever this way
But its gonna have to do for today
Oh, Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Before that hurried call
I had my back against the wall
No, dont want to be shown
Go out and learn your own
Oh, Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
1, 2, 3, 4!
Before that hurried call
I had my back against the wall
No, dont want to be shown
Go out and learn your own
Oh, Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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Addicted To Struggling
Who knows what's being said to folks,
When opportunities are taken...
To exaggerate realities.
Who's mind has been manipulated to believe,
What 'is' isn't?
And that which isn't has been exploited to perceive.
And the rise of confusion.
Began with an absence of facts.
What one assumes,
Lives.
And realities are attcked!
Morning, noon and night.
Minds are addicted,
To struggling.
As the rise of confusion,
Begins with an absence of facts.
What one has assumed,
Lives.
And realities are attcked!
Morning, noon and night.
Minds addicted,
Sit in struggles.
Who knows what's being said to folks,
When opportunities are taken...
To exaggerate realities.
Who's mind has been manipulated to believe,
What 'is' isn't?
And that which isn't has been exploited to perceive.
And the rise of confusion.
Began with an absence of facts.
What one assumes,
Lives.
And realities are attcked!
Morning, noon and night.
Minds are addicted,
To struggling.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conditioning
Well youre not, youre not who you think you are
Well we think that you are john or dave
But youre not, youre not who you think you are
Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas
From our birth we were given an identity
People told us we were great or small
From our birth we were given rules of right or wrong
Not forgetting the bullies at school
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
And as the world makes us feel great
And as the world makes us feel small
Oh so convinced of our identity
If we only knew it we just cant believe it we just wont believe it
Leading us to think that we are such a success
Conning us to think that we are just a failure
Leading us to think that we are so intelligent
Conning us to think that we are just a do-do do-do
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Er, sorry, ha ha
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
song performed by by Howard Jones
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My Steps With Few Exceptions
For some reason,
I've enjoyed being accused...
For those things I did not do!
I guess knowing who it is I am,
Eventually exposes those accusers...
For the liars I know them to be!
And not a dropp of sweat,
Drips from a heated brow.
None from my face I will allow.
That kind of nonsense does not upset me!
I've had too many experiences,
To get me standing on my own two feet.
And my steps,
With few exceptions...
I make conscious efforts to ensure they are correct.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whatever!
Whatever the day brings...
Be prepared to say to someone,
'Whatever! '
It is bound to happen!
At those moments when you have had it,
With nonsense and bad habits
Of others who could care less
You are doing your very best...
To keep in a good mood!
Say, 'Whatever! '
And leave them that way!
It keeps them feeling
You've committed to something significant.
And the rest of your day will not be spoiled,
By gossip you know isn't fresh!
Especially when it begins,
In tones of whispered confidence!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Painless
i met you in the kitchen
you said you needed to talk to me
you said you felt like those dirty dishes
it was about time you came clean
the first few words jsut seemed to roll on past
then it felt like you handed me a me a fist full of broken glass
and said "take that"
painless like rain rolling off your shoulder
you made it look so painless
didnt blink in eye when you ran me over
and maybe you were waiting to cry
cause baby when you said goodbye
you made it look so painless
stood out in the drive way
headlights fading down the street
like you just left ur cigarettes
you werent really leaving me
the cold wind hit me in the chest
the tornados gone and there aint nothing left
but this heart will miss
painless like rain rolling off your shoulder
you made it look so painless
didnt blink an eye when you ran me over
and maybe you were waiting to cry
cause baby when you said goodbye
you made it look so painless
painless
didnt blink an eye when you ran me over
and amybe you were waiting to cry
cause baby when you said goodbye
you made it look so painless
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Sonnet: Life’s Realities
Realities of life are hard to take check,
When sadness comes as their accompaniment;
Sometimes, they seem to catch our very neck,
Defying balms and soothening liniment.
No wine or drugs or women can free you,
From life’s realities you encounter;
No thinking hard can give solutions too;
Problems will come just like a game-hunter.
No hiding helps in burrows like rodents;
By climbing trees, you can’t escape for long;
And dangerous is residing inside tents;
Some day, you’ll hear quite loud the mighty gong!
Realities are to be faced outright;
Prefer always the day, never the night.
6-9-2001
poem by John Celes
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Words And Hope
I press any key in my keyboard
Hoping that miracles will happen
And some answers will be delivered
In a plain paper package
And mysteriously appears
In front of my waiting door...
The question remains:
Why does it hold back?
The mood, the pain and the tide
When I can nowhere
Settle my tormented mind
And figure this one out...
I pour my efforts
Hoping something will change,
Some solutions will atone
For the errors that I have made:
Choices, I dare ask, choices
But why do I live this way?
It is not the art or the struggle,
It is the aimlessness
That makes me sad
For what I might have had
If I have done it another way,
Now I really wonder...
Time consumed behind a computer
Feeling no guilt anymore
For taking things
That clearly belong to me:
Time, energy and dreams
I feel are due to me
When they are needed
For some purpose...
I want the past and the future
And everything else
I rightfully deserve in life...
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Face Hard Mirror Realities
answers there are many answers
but most are not prepared to look
most look search in wrong places
most will not even ask the questions
most do not want to face hard realities
most will not endure unpleasant changes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Marketed As Good Business
Denials cost a fortune.
A policy grasped...
Although uninsured.
And yet...
If truth was the catalyst for happiness,
Few would be popping pills...
To numb the realities of their existence.
We depend on conflict,
To endorse adopted grief.
If we were pleased with ourselves...
There would be no need to medicate.
And an entire industry based on health solutions,
Formulated on lies and alibis...
Hosted by delusions and experiments,
Would have to develop another way
To patiently doctor itself...
By treating causes and not the affects of excuses!
Self abuse is marketed as good business.
Leaving so many overworked,
Trying to find acceptable remedies and cures.
And correctness endured,
Is too painful a proposition to introduce...
To those seduced by complaints!
Raising prescribed drug use rates.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Meeting Line Of Imbalanced Existences
age-old dreams meet the limits of aging process
what is the purpose of life?
the man is feeding his cynical realities
no answers evolving out of his consciousness
what is the purpose of life?
beauty of question is beauty of life
To me, it is a process, a process that starts with raising awareness, engaging international partners on this issue, and being committed to a different course of action.
quote by Alexis Herman
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This Is the Kind of Life
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
We are born to believe,
What is fed to us.
This 'feeding' is received...
And what is perceived,
We with others retrieve with like minds!
Preferring to find those of the same kind,
With like 'experiences' shared without fear!
And fear keeps us all indoctrinated to accept doubt!
Isn't that what marketing peace is about?
With the realization it will never be found...
As we rely on the production of conflict and confusion,
To always be identified!
Knowing that as well as we do.
And hoping this in our lives stays around!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
And is kept alive to thrive...
In comfort zones,
Until the day we die!
Leaving those who defy these 'truths'...
Spilling their guts out in confession booths.
Or squeezing themselves to sit in pews...
As they listen to hypocrites from pulpits preach,
To leech on minds already screwed and confused!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
Listening to teachings,
That 'demons' from hell have no wings...
Allowing to be demoralized on Sunday,
Learning more about the devil...
As we hear these 'disciples' sing!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sugar
Sugar, Sugar
How I wanna be your baby boy
Sugar, Sugar
How I wanna be your play toy
Got no time for every woman
Thinking that shes looking fine
Got no pockets full of money no no no
A fox would just be wasting her time
All I got is good good loving
And good loving doesnt have to find
Hey!
Sugar, Sugar
How I wanna be your baby boy
Sugar, Sugar
How I wanna be your play toy
Get it baby!
Ehhhhhhh
Mmmmmmmmhmmmm yeah
Got no need for fancy places
Got no need for cannon and wine
Got no need to move to the city no no no
Got no need to walk the line
All i need is good home cooking
And some sugar after supper time
Heeyy hey
Sugar, Sugar
How I wanna be your baby boy
Sugar, Sugar
How I wanna be your play toy
Ohh sugar
Ohh sugar
Ooohhhooohhhooohhh sugar
Ohh sugar
Ohh sugar ...
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Sugar & Honey
(orbison--dees)
Sugar and honey, is what I cry for
Sugar and honey, is what Id die for
And darlin doll you make my life worthwhile
Because I want you sugar and honey.
Sugar and honey, keep me goin
Sugar and honey, I been a-knowin
Well everytime your lovin lips meet mine
You know I want you sugar and honey.
A little bit-a sugar, a whole lotta honey
Its alright sugar and honey mornin noon and night
Give me sugar and honey anytime.
Sugar and honey, is what I live for
Sugar and honey, for the flavor
Every little bitty thing you do
Just makes me love you, sugar and honey.
A little bit-a sugar, a whole lotta honey
Its alright sugar and honey, mornin noon and night
Yeah sugar and honey anytime, ah sugar and honey all the time
I need sugar and honey anytime.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Process
Leave them alone!
You pose a threat,
To their process.
'Huh?
Their process?
What Process?
Their process doesn't exist! '
Sssshhh...
Quietly.
That's why you must leave them alone.
They are not aware of it.
And you...
Trying to get them to make some sense,
Is upsetting.
Just go along with it.
'Go along with what? '
The 'process'.
'But it doesn't exist.'
You know it and I know it.
Why can't you just leave it alone...
And let them pretend?
Why is it so important to you,
That they become aware and conscious?
Why?
There are several other charities,
To which you can donate your time and efforts.
In this case...
These minds have already been wasted.
Trust me.
Why do you think I whisper to you?
There are only a few of us left with the power to think.
Trust me?
Why do you think I whisper to you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I do not feel certain until I have confronted my initial solution with other solutions - although in fact the first solution often proves to be the right one.
quote by Arne Jacobsen
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