Addiction Transmitted
To what degree
Should one accept
Repeated nonsense to please?
Especially when it becomes a pattern
One does...
Thought to be acts,
Others love.
This is disrespect neglected.
Performed and done...
Until it is perfected.
These become excuses...
So induced they are not dismissed.
But no one should settle for treatment like this!
Yet it happens!
Until this addiction transmitted...
Like an affliction severed,
Is either healed, corrected and/or fixed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only to Reveal the Real Deal
Take an accumulation,
Of acts of disrespect performed...
Over a period of years.
Add to that blatant deceit,
To which one attempts to keep discreet.
And minus from that,
An overwhelming patience.
If anyone should say,
They have no idea...
Why someone from them,
Has taken a patience away?
They have been totally into themselves.
And to label someone within listening distance,
As 'crazy' for what they've done.
To those tiring of giving empathy to this,
Repetitious nonsense...
Is only to reveal the real deal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There's a pattern when tours start - a pattern of infighting, of making up, of breaking up, of addiction. There's a pattern of going to jail. There's a pattern of passion for music.
quote by Nikki Sixx
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Allowed To Prick As It Grows
Not to settle quickly,
What should have long been nipped...
From a blooming bud of nonsense,
And allowed to prick as it grows...
Rots the remnants of a significance,
Thought to be left of any relationship.
With a bitterness that smothers,
The ease of a simple forgiveness dismissed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Settle Down My Boy
Settle down, an eat your peas and gravy, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Stop wasting all your time with running around the town
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Knuckle down and find a job and take some responsibility
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
The futures something you should be thinking about
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Look around for a wife to start a family, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Listen toy our father and hell tell you the same as me
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Your words would go in one ear and out the other side
Dont say my head was empty and I had things to hide
And you better put something away for your old age
So settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down uh huh huh
song performed by by Men At Work
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2007
'What are you doing? '
Packing!
'Packing? Where are you going? '
I've decided I have had enough,
And I am getting rid of some stuff
That has got to go!
I woke up this morning
And was determined
To catch all bullshit by surprise!
It is no longer going to lay its eyes on my life!
I have grown tired of having my happiness
Be jeopardized by nonsense...
Excuses.
Self induced fears of being accepted.
Seeking acceptance from those who disrespect.
Neglecting my desires because of someone else's mess!
And I'm not having it anymore!
When that BS wakes up...
It's going to be on the other side of my door!
Two thousand and seven is going to arrive,
Finding me like never before!
Ready to explore the me I've ignored for too long!
Two thousand and six...
Took some hits on my life!
And all the shit associated with it,
I am kicking to the curb!
'Oh! So you're not going anywhere? '
Sssshhh! ...
I want this to be a surprise!
All this baggage is going to be gone,
By sunrise!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not a One
I don't accept excuses.
None.
Not a one.
Who do I think I am?
One that does not accept excuses.
Not a one.
Given.
Or forced to take on demand!
I don't accept excuses.
None will I take...
To receive.
Since I don't make them.
For you or anyone,
To believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stuffed Shirts Smother
Values fixed,
In rusted steel
Once gleaming tall and storied.
Has those towers leaning,
With those inside eating pizza.
The realness of this vision screams,
As those unconscious
Return acts obscene.
By using influence,
To hush the crushing...
And seal pipe dreams.
Although very few,
In those high rises survive.
Stuffed shirts smother...
When they begin to believe,
The nonsense produced
And filed under 'Lies,
Excuses and Alibis Yet to Try'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of a Higher Consciousness
They would not give them the time of day.
Dismissing their appearance,
And every word they would say.
Then one day came along,
To elevate their importance.
And corrected beliefs that were wrong.
Now those who had been dismissed...
Are treated as if they are treasures and gifts,
To the world.
And since they've always known that,
They manage to keep their humbleness intact!
Choosing not to return the disrespect,
To them for centuries had been hurled!
They were of a higher consciousness!
While others were of gluttony.
Concerned with getting their pockets filled.
And egos to splurge with unhealthy butts that got fat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Protesting In The Nonsense Called Denial
Like it to accept or not,
But those sharing deceits...
Are people of equal mentalities.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And those looking for physical differences,
To live one step above the other...
Forget,
On which common soil...
There is a placing of similar footsteps.
With the going through the same process.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And to make accusations they do,
That are seen to be reflected and familiar...
Only upsets the ones refusing to see themselves.
And those who refuse to see themselves,
Are all over the place...
Protesting in the nonsense called denial.
And...
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Snipped At The Pith
How can they sit and accept,
Praying to be blessed
Without rejecting disrespect?
What are they protecting in devotions met?
There's too much emphasis on forgiveness...
And not on what giving respect gets!
How can they ask for more police protection?
When everyone in this condition...
Allowed this affliction to occur!
Is everyone living life on fun and lies?
Alibis and cries of abandonment?
And they say the ones who are sick,
Are the ones who leave scenes like these quick!
But fools cannot compare their ignorance with wisdom.
When they are the first to endorse their blight.
Fighting about who's wrong or right...
When both are wrong to be fighting,
With sightless vision!
How can they sit and accept,
Being blissfully ignorant
In a network that does not connect
Any form of common sense that recognizes,
It's in sync and in check! ?
They should be incensed!
Instead of nickle and diming
For a 'hit' that went to leave them,
Just where they are...
Snipped at the pith of compliance.
Stuck with a conscious...
That's been unconsciously detained!
Substandard thoughts maintained,
Remain!
Snipped at the pith of compliance.
Loving it,
And being entertained.
Burning induced seduced drugged out brains.
And complaining!
Stuck with a conscious...
That's been unconsciously detained!
Substandard thoughts maintained,
Remain!
And the gain is with the ones who choose to flee!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Midst Of The Doing
What I have managed to accomplish,
With a focus on attempts to pursue...
Has not been without sacrifice or effort,
And a fixed determination to prove...
My life live and the experience of living,
Means more than approval to me someone gives.
I am here to live life.
And adventure possibilities to either create,
Or accept as is.
And those who sit seeking acceptance,
Are usually the ones wasting time to complain.
While conducting campaigns to gain sympathy.
With a hope empathy is there to share in abundance.
People like this are often limited.
And grieving with excuses to make them sound legitimate.
I am not immuned from making mistakes.
And as long as I live there will be more I will make.
But...
It will be in the midst of the doing done.
And not in the faking...
To allow to be dismissed,
The seriousness of my wishes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hurt. Healed. And Now Distanced
Hurt.
Healed.
And now distanced.
With an attitude that has abandoned,
The honesty of feelings.
With no need for a heart,
To show emotions that include love...
With a purpose to elude the topic of it.
One to ignore and to skip.
Hurt.
Healed.
And now distanced.
From thoughts of relationships.
When they appear to show up...
They are immediately dismissed.
Not permitted to wonder!
Or permitted to exist.
Relationships that close...
The door has shut.
Sealed. Bolted!
Hurt.
Healed.
And now distanced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Obnoxiousness
There is nothing I've done...
You are now discovering,
I had not already known.
With a clarity and understanding.
It was implemented,
With a consciousness involved.
Tested for effect,
And perfected to heighten controversy.
That was a must.
An ingredient involved.
Did you think I would do anything,
Without prior testing?
How do you think I can become this obnoxious?
This is 'my' obnoxiousness,
I wish to sit and settle within your mind!
Do you find it needs to be a little more tweaked?
My dear,
Come here and let me make this clear!
Come sit.
This is no accident or secret kept.
I've spent time doing my best,
To attract your disgust!
And to shake you into a sweat...
That leaves your eyebrows arched.
If they are not,
I get upset.
I want you so sick of me...
Until you are addicted!
And your addiction to my obnoxiousness,
Has got to be the only obnoxiousness you expect...
With a rage you accept and enjoy!
That is my goal I've produced to employ!
Don't tell me now it is 'not' unique.
Don't tell me now your toes don't curl on your feet.
And every hair on your head does not stand on edge?
Until you steam and make this pledge...
'I can't 'stand' what he says! '
I want that as your motto.
I want that in your head!
What more can I say that I have not already said?
Now go...
And bring me more clients!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Destroyed Soldier
I got another invitation to escalation
Oh do you accept? Do you accept?
The eyes of the serpentine have crossed with mine.
Looking through the mirror without a reflection.
A injection straight into my blood steam.
Killing all my demons.
With a blade, with a knife.
Hell stab him twice.
Cause once was just not enough.
It is never enough.
Surrendering my life, if only to complete something greater.
So with my severed arteries I take a needle thread and sew.
For I'm not ready yet to just let go.
I still got so much do.
And I'm constantly battle the evil within.
Save me from myself.
A soldier of his own destruction.
Rolling for the snake eyes.
Double it up.
Going in for the kill.
Going in for the thrill.
Like all predators I need another meal.
Just to keep my soul filled.
For it will never again be healed.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Disappearing Act
Chivalry, nobility, courting
They are all just words in my head
No longer these acts performed
They are all dead
They died with their relatives love and romance
The peaceful doves that had you entranced
These things gave you light
Made you believe in love at first sight
But no longer do we work for that girl, that date
We have all become lazy and leave it to fate
No longer these acts a part of our life
We all just wallow in sorrow and strife
No longer in the times of Shakespeare's plays
Where love and romance ruled the days
In the food we eat and the air we breathe
Now it has hidden and taken it's leave
All these must be performed once again
And it is us who shall bring it from the dead, my friend
Sparking the hope and interest of girls, every which way
Letting all know they can find this one day
One who is that which I've spoke
A fine dashing, handsome bloke
With whom they can share every thought
And once and for all find the happiness they sought
One who answers to a whim and fixes all woes
One who she loves from her head to her toes
poem by Anonymous Jr.
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Settle Down
Album: Eternal (2001)
[Chorus]
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down with me babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down with me babe
Settle down with me, babe
Settle down
Would you like a house on the hill
Overlooking the ocean side
Tell me, would you like that baby
Or how about a high-rise apartment
In Manhattan on the east side
If that's what you need
I'm here to please
Won't you settle down with me, baby
[Chorus]
We could take a jet plane all the way to Spain
Just to buy you a wedding ring
Tell me, would you like that baby
Oh, talk to me girl
We could get married on Christmas day
On the shores of Montego Bay
If that's what you need
I'm here to please
Won't you settle down with me
If you're ready
Only if you're ready
To settle down, settle down babe
Tell me if you're ready, ready yeah
To settle down with me babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down with me babe
Settle down, settle down
Settle down
I'm not trying to buy your love
Money ain't in it
You can't put a rpice on love
Tell me if I'm worthy of
Worthy of you're hand
Girl let's start making plans
You're shining like a star above
You're the light of my life
Oh girl, be my wife
Settle down baby
Oh but first
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down babe
I wanna know if you're ready, tell me baby
To settle down with me babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down with me babe
Settle down babe
Settle down
Ooh
oh, whoa
Oooh
No no no no no no no
Yeah yes
Oh settle down babe
Settle down
You tell me when you're ready
(I'm ready, I'm ready)
Do you think you're ready
(I, yes I am baby)
Please tell me
(You already know)
When you're ready
(Yes I'm ready)
Then We can settle down
(Settle down babe)
Settle down
(I'm ready)
I wanna know if you're ready
Oh wee, oh it feels like you're ready babe
I can tell if you're ready
We need to settle down babe
Settle down
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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These Are Not Those Days
Those beginning any relationship,
With the ease of making excuses...
Will be making them throughout the duration.
And then they are left to wonder why...
Their character assassination campaigns,
Are becoming less affective.
Today...
People are no longer entertained,
By those who clearly have insecurities...
They believe others should accept,
From a mindset that dishes to them disrespect.
These are not those days,
That have from them slipped away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One Seems To Be Pretending
Quietly,
A legitimized insanity...
Has been secretly induced.
It has to be.
Since there is nothing else left,
To explain the rise of stupidity.
Has there been an innoculation performed,
To reduce the appearance of common sense?
A poisoning done of logic has taken place.
And is obvious as an abundance of nonsense...
Has clearly arrived,
And making felt its presence.
Remember those days,
When calling anyone ignorant would offend?
The joys of those days have gone.
Ignorance is 'in' and quite fashionable.
And marketed as a prized possession.
No one dares to leave their home,
Without displaying they are equipped with it.
Quietly,
A legitimized insanity...
Has been secretly induced.
It has to be.
Since there is nothing else left,
To explain the rise of stupidity.
And no one seems to be pretending,
That a loss of a thinking process is temporary.
To scream something profoundly intelligent,
That reeks with absolute truth...
Today,
Would land on deaf ears...
Plugged permanently into listening to rap music.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Malicious acts are performed by people for personal gain … Sorcerers, though, have an ulterior purpose for their acts, which has nothing to do with personal gain. The fact that they enjoy their acts does not count as gain. Rather, it is a condition of their character. The average man acts only if there is a chance for profit. Warriors say they act not for profit but for the spirit.
quote by Carlos Castaneda
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This Feeling Keeps Me In Tears
I trusted to know what love was when it came.
I thought I was prepared...
And aware of it!
I knew in my heart,
I would be able to define it.
Able I was to separate infatuation...
From an urge to please a passing temptation.
Until you left me with an addiction I miss.
A craving only you can satisfy.
I deny this as love,
Because this feeling keeps me in tears.
And I should be dancing!
Expressing nothing but joy.
I could...
If I held you again.
And that can not be love.
No!
That can not be love.
No!
That can not be love.
I refuse to accept it.
Not like that!
It can not be.
Not for me.
Not like that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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