Address On Madness Boulevard
Once they have gone out of their way,
To ruin the influence and affect...
Some have with others,
With a positive effect.
Why would those who do this...
Believe,
The ones affected by their dirty deeds...
Would jump for joy,
To receive an invitation to participate with them...
At a social event they are hosting?
Is this not 'nutts' or what?
Is this not insanity on its best behavior?
Actions like this can not even be given a name.
What address on Madness Boulevard,
Do people like this...
Assume someone dissed wishes to visit?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Can Turn This All Around
Minus sadness.
Reduce your madness.
Eliminate the negative...
For a positive return!
Subtract the stresses.
Address the messes.
Add a touch of happiness,
To produce that smile you've earned!
Divided chaos has us at a lost!
It doesn't do one good...
When the bad things keep on happening!
Conflicting wishes increase at such a cost.
And upside down,
Are emotions we've invested!
Minus sadness.
Reduce your madness.
Eliminate the negative...
For a positive return!
Subtract the stresses.
Address the messes.
Add a touch of happiness,
To produce that smile you've earned!
Too many people straining...
To bank on reminiscing pain,
Groaning its existence...
And allowing its persistence.
Too many pinching to regain,
A consciousness sitting...
To stay in times unfitting.
Many wish wanting the same to remain.
And the loud cries heard for change...
Will not stop folks from lamenting,
A past they can't see ending!
Minus sadness.
Reduce your madness.
Eliminate the negative...
For a positive return!
Subtract the stresses.
Address the messes.
Add a touch of happiness,
To produce that smile you've earned!
Or together will we burn...
Without learning we can turn this,
All around!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Heeding the Call to Their Expectations
Initiators, instigators, implementators...
Whatever you want to call people,
Who create their own dilemmas...
With an inviting of rage,
To then put the blame on someone else...
For actions they will not admit,
Are of their own making.
Although accuse those they say and do...
That they want out of their lives,
For not doing enough to help them...
When faced with a crisis,
Are those they despise publicly...
For not doing what they want done,
BECAUSE...
They are entitled.
And they wonder why their lives,
With whatever natural disasters they face...
Have come to affect them,
In places...
Where they have gone,
To isolate themselves...
Yelling for calls for 'help'!
Do the best the can to prioritize,
Their madness.
From 'who' or 'whom' or 'what'...
Do they believe,
Will come rushing to their aid?
Heeding the call to their expectations?
The very same people,
They have attempted to eliminate...
From being too controlling,
In being instrumental in their lives.
To dry their weeping eyes.
There is no doubt why people who shout,
Are being today...
More ignored.
With a focus that shows them to be,
The reasons why any progress is stalled.
Not only are these people 'nutts'.
They are clearly the ones needing to be locked up.
To allow humanity to rid its fences.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Held Accountable
We all are held accountable
On the things we do in our life
From the deeds we do, and the words we say
And from the actions that we leave behind.
As our paths they cannot be forgotten
Nor the walks or the steps we have taken
And the things we done or felt or said
They will become the future that we have been making.
As a rock that is tossed into the ocean
And as it hits upon it’s surface
The ripple effect for that rock has began
Then later we will see its effect and its purpose.
And we too are all held accountable
As that is the way that it should be,
From the things we done and the words we said
As that will become part of our history.
We all are held accountable
For our endeavors that became our past
And should we not also be made to stand up and own
All our actions and deeds that formed and shaped our life.
We must stand up and accept our past
As that is the way that it truly should be
So we can't run or even hide away
Like life, that is our destiny.
As one day we all will be held accountable
From the deeds and actions that we have done
So we must be prepared to accept them all
As like from death, from it we cannot run.
So watch the steps that you do take
And think closely on the path you do choose
As that will be the destiny you chose for yourself
And one day it will come back to visit you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Power Of Positive Drinking
Some like wine and some like hops
But what I really love is my scotch
Its the power, the power of positive drinking
Some people ruin their drinks with ice
And then they, they ask you for advice
They tell you, Ive never told anyone else before
They say, candy is dandy but liquor makes quipsters
And I dont like mixers, or sippers or sob sisters
You know, you have to be real careful where you sit down
In a bar these days
And then some people drink to unleash their libidos
And other people drink to prop up their egos
Its my burdon, man, people say
I have the kind of face you can trust
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
Some people say, alcohol makes you less lucid
And think thats true if youre kind of stupid
Im not that kind that gets himself burned twice
And some say liquor kills the cells in your head
And for that matter so does getting out of bed
When I exit, Ill go out gracefully, shot in my hand
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
If youre havin trouble with your high school head
Hes givin you the blues
You wanna graduate but not in is bed [...but not in his debt]
Heres what you gotta do -
Pick up the phone
Im always home
Call me any time
Just ring
36 24 36 hey [36 24 36 8]
I lead a life of crime
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and theyre done dirt cheap
You got problems in your life of love
You got a broken heart
(shes) hes double dealin with your best friend
Thats when the teardrops start - fella
Pick up the phone
Im here alone
Or make a social call
Come right in
Forget about him
Well have ourselves a ball
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and theyre done dirt cheap
If you got a lady and you want her gone
But you aint got the guts
She keeps naggin at you night and day
Enough to drive you nuts -
Pick up the phone
Leave her alone
Its time you made a stand
For a fee
Im happy to be
Your back door man
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and theyre done dirt cheap
Concrete shoes, cyanide, tnt
Done dirt cheap
Neckties, contracts, high voltage
Done dirt cheap
song performed by by AC-DC
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My Mind Is Not Design To Only Address The Best
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.
With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.
With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Paybacks Come to Eventually Visit
Punishments conceived,
With thoughtless deeds needlessly done...
Does not accentuate the positive,
For anyone involved with this kind of mischief.
Planted in one's mind,
To slowly dissolve for one's sport and fun.
A pleasure derived,
From this when inflicted...
Returns uncomfortable reactions,
To the ones hosting...
This brand of deceitful wickedness.
And multiplies dissatisfactions...
When paybacks come to eventually visit.
Ensuring emotional and physical receptions observed,
By those deserving doers...
Of this kind of urge upon them purged.
Becoming weakened without remedy...
With empathy for them absent.
And sympathy hidden submerged.
Unsettling and deep this is as it shall be.
To disturb and break those shakened nerves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Most Intriguing
Take this anyway you wish.
But aint nobody got it like me.
How do I know this?
'Oh...
I'm all ears.
I sit in anticipation.
Pray tell.
But wait...
Let me dim the lights.
I don't want to ruin the affect,
Of your revelation.'
Be sarcastic if you must.
However,
With a bit of 'but'...
I took the liberty to research myself.
Since I knew eventually others would do it!
And I came upon this discovery...
I am most intriguing!
'I know you are full of yourself! '
And...
I ask,
Your point
Is...
What?
I know this!
That's why there is so much of me to give!
'AND...
So much inside of my stomach,
Begs for a quick release.'
Sometimes that is the way of alter-egos.
They too wish to shine!
To reveal the depths captured in one's soul.
'I think you're nutts! '
And...
I ask,
Once A-gain...
Your point,
Is...
What?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Right Address
I know it's not all about me!
But that part of me that is affected by 'it'
Is going to get my many visits.
And seeking acceptance or approval
For my concern...
Is something that I've earned.
It wasn't given for me to be driven,
Into insanity
Because someone has not granted me approval...
To be me!
'God,
I don't see where they believe You are with me,
At all!
Are You sure You gave me the right address? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Closer They Get to Madness
The closer they get to madness,
The more they realize they are not alone.
The more common they become,
To those they thought lazy and dumb.
Now they find themselves...
Displaced and disgraced,
Like everyone else.
How sudden can a kindredness get?
How quick can those who 'had'
Find themselves among those
They chose once to disrespect.
The closer they get to madness,
They will receive the full affect!
Closer and closer to rub shoulders...
With an acceptance and much regret!
The closer they get to madness,
A perfected lifestyle behind them is left!
The closer and closer...
And closer,
They get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dirty White Boy
Hey, baby, if youre feelin down
I know whats good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin me
cause Im a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Dont drive no big black car
Dont like no hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You dont give a damn what I do to you
Im just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Well, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Ive been in trouble since I dont know when
Im in trouble now and I now somehow Ill find trouble again
Im a loner, but Im never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
cause Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Cmon, cmon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Hey, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
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More, More Are Deranged
Some episodes extended,
Must conclude and come to an end!
Those cowboy chases in midnight raids...
Has lost public applause,
Its effect, cause and awe!
A restlessness begins.
And the initial heated pace,
Sends messages to slow down the race.
A regrouping is needed and must take place!
Some are seen deranged.
When the deeds and the actions are strange.
And so much observed has discouraged the herd.
As the skies seem more cloudy each day!
Some are seen deranged.
When the deeds and the actions are strange.
And so much observed...
Has discouraged the herd.
As the skies seem more cloudy each day!
Some episodes extended,
Must conclude and come to an end!
Those cowboy chases in midnight raids...
Has lost public applause,
Its effect, cause and awe!
More, more are deranged.
When the deeds and the actions are strange.
And so much observed...
Seem to conflict with words.
And the bright minds behind this
Decay!
Oh more, more are deranged!
When the deeds and the actions are strange.
And so much observed...
Seem to conflict with words.
And the bright minds,
Behind this...
Decay!
And the bright minds,
Behind this...
Decay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Synchronicity
Jung taught “Not all is cause and effect”
Synchronicity defined as acausel-event
Action comprised of a “parallel-affect”
When two beings give psychic-consent
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Forgiving Epiphanies
Forgiving epiphanies,
Coming to awakening minds...
Darkness once kept,
From seeing the 'light' of their actions.
Is difficult for those victimized to do.
Even though what is said is true...
About people regretting mistakes made.
No matter if intentions are premeditated.
However,
A growth process...
Can not be determined with a schedule set.
And one who has been affected,
By another's unconsciousness...
Should step aside from a bitterness,
To observe how epiphanies...
Have a way of inflicting,
Their own mental adjustments.
Those deserving to connect past actions,
To what comes to visit,
With clarity...
On the other side of those closed doors.
Should be given the opportunity...
To welcome repercussions.
If it is just for the experience of it.
Why should anyone inflict pain on another,
Without knowing how it feels?
To give is to receive...
Right?
~God don't like 'ugly'! ~
I've heard that before.
That's why I got rid of all of it from my doorstep!
I did that many years ago.
I'm glad from me it decided to leave.
Having that ugliness did nothing for me.
'Hi.
I'm here to remind you of what you did.
And since your mind is open now...
I am going to be staying inside of it for a while.
I'm sure you don't mind if I play with your consciousness?
I left someone who directed me to you.
And only recently was I able to locate where you were.
Stop it.
Don't flatter yourself.
Invite me in.
You have no idea how much there is for us to discuss.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Testifying has helped me understand that one individual's behavior and actions make a difference. That my actions are important to people other than myself.
quote by Anita Hill
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Impersonal Third Person Invitations
I've never been into,
Impersonal third person invitations.
With expectations that I participate,
In the enjoyment of activities.
I believe if someone wants me,
To appear in their environment personally...
At least that wish to me 'personally',
Should from them be extended.
'You didn't show.
And we expected you.'
I didn't receive from 'you' an invitation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Festival of Sickness
People are trying to find reason,
Without the aid of reality.
People want to separate cause from the affect.
And ignore with neglect,
Obvious connections!
People seek remedies that entertain.
Find substances to numb their brains.
Locate purposes to remain unchanged!
But clearly they maintain dimming wits...
With few choices left,
To excuse them from an addicting mindlessness.
All aboard a luxurious ship called INSANITY.
Sinking quickly in celebration.
As they partake in this festival of sickness,
In an elaborate and decorative collective madness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For many my behavior has been a major disappointment, my behavior has caused considerable worry to my business partners, and everyone involved in my business, but most importantly to the young people we influence, I apologize.
quote by Tiger Woods
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A Short Term Effect
Movement
No movement
Just a falling bird
Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
He lived and died
Catch sight
Cover me with earth
Draped in black
Static
White sound
A day without substance
A changeof thought
An atmosphere that rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
Scream
As she tries to push him over
Helpless and sick
With teeth of madness
Jump jump dance and sing
Sideways across the desert
A charcoal face
Bites my hand
Time is sweet
Derange and disengage everything
A day without substance
A change of thought
The atmosphere rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
A short term effect
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
song performed by by Cure
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Event Of My Death
Event of my Death
As I Iay in the dawn of the hours waiting for my body to rest
I wonder what I will do in the event of my death….
In the event of my death most just think heaven or hell
No not me it doesn’t stop there…
In the event of my death my spirit will leave my body
My spirit will truly start living
In the event of my death I case my location,
Thinking about what led up to this…
In the event of my death I will visit all my loved ones…
My first visit will be to my king..
I will watch over him making him feel secure..
In the event of my death I will make my presence known
I will make them feel me in the heart and their surroundings…
In the event of my death I will travel…
I will hover over all the pyramids in Egypt,
I will explore all the places I’ve never been..
In the event of my death I will talk with my creator..
I will know all the answers…
Most of all In the Event of my death I will meet with my brother..
My brother and I will be together again…
In the Event of My death I will realize I’m really not dead..
In the Event of My death I will know that my spirit lives on..
I will know what living is all about…
In the Event of My death I will be immortal
I will be goddess a In the Event of My death...
I will be what I was born to be....
I will be free
I will be free of insecurities, free of poverty,
free of calamity, free of a broken heart,
Free of depression, free of negativity,
Free of racism, free of prejudice
I will be free In the Event of my Death
I will be all the things I was born to be...
I will be powerful, I will be beautiful, and I will be limitless
I will be a Goddess in the Event of my death...
Now what will you be....
Author: Templar Thomas
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