Been and Are Disturbed
Let's make a pact...
To announce our delusions
As reality,
And never look back!
At least we can keep in our minds,
Visions that will never have to deal with truth!
Or the fact that we have been...
And are,
Mentally affected and obviously disturbed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Collectively In Mindsets Dazed
Nothing regarding truth has been accepted.
Even as it stares them in the face,
It is rejected.
Programmed minds find reality absurd.
And refusing to deal with it...
They believe they show courage and nerve.
But the truth that surrounds them,
Will not be detoured.
And those crazed...
Are collectively in mindsets dazed,
And disturbed.
Like children,
Who will not eat their sugared cookies...
Without something,
Looking like milk...
To them is served!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Introduction of Truth
They can not stand it anymore...
The confrontation with reality.
It is much too big for them to ignore.
And many lay awake restless,
Without a bit of sleep...
Deep in an unconscious snore!
A valued lifestyle for them has ended.
A blocking of delusions,
From them has been suspended.
The 'rumors' of truth has affected their minds.
They wish to pursue a tranquil existence.
And leave the 'presentation'
Of this 'interpretation' of such a rawness...
Behind.
It is driving them out of their fantasized minds!
This introduction of truth...
They did not select or choose!
They can not stand it anymore...
The confrontation with reality.
It is much too big for them to ignore.
And many lay awake restless,
Without a bit of sleep...
Deep in an unconscious snore!
And afraid they are...
Of what comes next,
To knock on their doors.
So they peek to see...
Even in 'safe' neighborhoods,
They've lost their ability...
To secure a safety with stability.
It is driving them out of their fantasized minds!
And they wish for some relief...
That would enhance their fading beliefs.
But none comes and they become stunned!
And left to defend...
In a civil unrest for them that begins!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angered That Truth Now Sits
The first time I was introduced to truth,
I had to walk around with my head down.
The obviousness of it had yet to arrive,
In my environment.
And the mindsets of the people,
Were still locked into blocking...
Anything that dealt with truth.
When it was spoken,
Voices were raised in protest.
Accusations of being negative were mentioned.
People had become sensitive in the protection,
Of their delusions.
With a defending of their ignorance!
The first time I was introduced to truth,
I had to walk around with my head down.
Today?
People are protesting the fading away,
Of their delusions.
They have begun angered that truth now sits.
Truth has declared it remains to stay!
And not make a temporary visit.
People have become upset with it!
And obsessed with the turning back of a clock.
A clock that has long ran out of time...
For them to find themselves and embrace reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Brimming to the Rim In Denial
Brimming to the rim in denial.
Putting truth on trial.
But none of this rhetoric,
Escapes observations...
That can not be erased,
As seen.
No matter who declares,
What 'is' or is not obscene.
Truth is not another version of deceit.
To be interpreted to inspire a life of delusions.
And delusions have never strengthened reality!
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To Embellish A Nonexistence Has Adverse Effects
Ego fed insecurities,
Addicted to seeking acceptance...
Are protective of their delusions.
And easily offended,
By a truth that is to them directed.
It is more important for them to impress,
Than to honestly address their own issues.
Something blocked in their minds,
Will not allow them to do this.
And quick they are to misinterpret reality.
They believe reality is something to twist to fit,
A determined wish to see,
Life from their prespective.
And only a life lived to experience as is,
Can be received to accept to adjust...
Not correct to reject what is presented!
Ego fed insecurities,
Addicted to seeking acceptance...
Are protective of their delusions.
And easily offended,
By a truth that is to them directed.
To embellish a nonexistence,
Has adverse effects.
And adverse effects are difficult to keep,
From being exposed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On A Perch
Maintaining to remain on a perch,
Idealized with lofty eyes...
That sustains with decades of comforts,
And entitlements fixed unchanged...
Leaves,
More minds commuting...
From,
Bright sunshine with rainbows...
To massages by a pool.
With servants there to rule.
But too many have been slipping from this perch.
To see reality.
And even from this perch it hurts.
More minds commuting...
From,
Bright sunshine with rainbows...
To massages by a pool.
With servants there to rule.
But...
Too many have been slipping from this perch.
To see reality.
And even from this perch it hurts.
Reality...
Can hurt one on a perch.
Reality...
Is best seen when one sits on Earth.
Reality...
Can hurt one on a perch.
Reality...
Is best seen when delusions are done.
And truth is not demeaned.
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Saddled and Strapped to Traps
Perceptions are usually fed by concepts.
What is envisioned seldom results,
In the actual reality of the subject perceived...
That one can accept to believe yet witnesses.
In fact,
It is like the presence of truth.
How often is truth denied as presented,
To be rejected when it clearly appears?
Many will disbelieve what they see,
To say...
'I hear what you are saying,
But that is not what I've been told.'
Those who have minds entrapped like that?
Should not entice one into an argument.
Minds saddled and strapped to traps like that...
Should be left alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Behind Disturbed Hidden Minds
Well...
They 'all' were given the same opportunity,
To come out of hiding and tell the truth!
A few are coming forward.
Some are still reluctant!
Fearing to sever from conditioned delusions.
Such as...
Prescribed medications,
That keep them addicted to self inflicted illnesses.
And those completely confused by deceit...
Hang on behind disturbed hidden minds!
However...
Truth has not arrived to assist with excuses.
That has got to be made clear.
Truth is not here to tolerate fear!
Or alibis with smooth lies...
Any longer.
Those days of color coded terrorists alerts,
Are gone!
And a cleanup of where those terrorists sat...
Near their monuments.
Will be sanitized but not scented!
And burn those false idol worshipping documents!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I am no longer disturbed myself, I will deal less with disturbed people, but I don't regret having concerned myself with them because I think most of us are disturbed.
quote by Tennessee Williams
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Images Embedded In Heads Once Fed
The introduction of a feasting on greed,
Will never see a reduction of it mentally.
The feeding of the taste buds HAS been teased.
A scrambling for nuggets of what 'was'
Has too many on their knees,
Pleading for a return to satisfy their yearnings.
And regardless if the cupboards are bare,
Fantasies to replenish them
Even from the pounding on rocks,
From foundations crumbling,
Disturbed by the constant knocking of shocks
Will not stop a determined stubbornness,
That impairs a widening of fixed and restricted visions.
The seeking done of another way,
To restore what no longer exists
Has from minds been dismissed.
Since there are those who can not let go,
Of images embedded in heads once fed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Those Nonaccepting
What is goin on here?
I have never seen so many people,
Walking around with limps.
Using walkers and canes,
As if to prevent them from falling.
And people with prescriptions,
To lessen their mental afflictions.
And the atmosphere is thick with sadness.
What addictions did they get to have them like this? '
'Lieing about others and to themselves.
With a denying of a reality to confront as is.
As long as they can get anyone,
To approve their delusions...
They are happy with their dysfunctions.
And delight in expressing their illnesses.'
WHY do you insist on remaining negative?
'Oh.
Forgive me.
Is there another version you would like to hear?
I do have one I keep to fantasize my observations,
For those nonaccepting...
With closed minds and blocked ears.'
Yeah.
Please.
Let me hear that one.
Lighten it up a bit.
'Once upon a time,
When the little girls and boys were told...
They could do as they please until they grew old.
And...
What it is they should do as long as they should live,
Is to ignore the truth since truth is wicked.
And running away from it is what they should do
Since a listening to it,
Came from those disgruntled.
You know,
Misfits!
And they should regard people like this,
Noncomformists and weirdos and mentally sick.'
Now 'that' is the version I prefer.
'You are not alone.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everywhere They Lead
It is clearly evidenced,
As to which minds are demented.
Which egos are adorned by limitation.
And whose priorities have been affected by insecurity.
Poisoned minds are blocking the strides of progress.
With digressive displays of ignorance.
That hampers those of intelligent intentions...
To deal with the postering of idiots!
It is clearly evidenced,
As to which minds are demented.
Which egos are adorned by limitation.
And whose priorities have been affected by insecurity.
Morons like this,
Have titles and positions all over the place.
And everywhere they 'lead'...
There is left unbelievable confusion.
Just to get around their incompetence,
Leaves those with a thought to think...
Doing their best,
Not to prove they can do it!
And...
To keep themselves as far away as possible,
From the mess the mindless have created.
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Living Under Such Duress
You had been the one to chose,
To ignore the wounds and sores...
Upon others done.
Hunger and homelessness,
Were those things not addressed.
Since you were then not affected.
In fact,
You had expressed...
A disdained for those suppressed.
And living under such duress.
That you are now stressed,
By similar distresses.
Why are your needs more of a priority?
When it has been your selfishness,
And way of life kept...
That has created today's disasterous effects!
And I,
Still affected...
By your decades of unwarranted disrespect,
Am accused of not expressing...
To you an empathy you feel I should direct?
Your delusions have created this mess!
Not mine!
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Sleepwalking Through Reality
Many are protesting a return 'back' to a dream.
And they are the very same ones,
Who have been sleepwalking through reality.
To awaken from a state of self imposed hypnotism...
Unable to deal with a thoughtlessness they have allowed.
And implemented consciously while feeding on delusions.
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
>
> whisperkwane
>
> [email protected]
>
>
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Choose a Removal of Delusions
If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions,
Of the one that runs.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Just sit back,
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Relax and...
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.
Relax and...
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
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Quatrain #242 - The truth, the whole truth and.........
The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth is what the law demands
but then the law is based upon the truth by which is issued its own commands.
The truth is based upon Reality where there can't be any idea of falsehood,
Reality is in fact the Absolute or Supreme Being that is really all Godhood.
poem by George Krokos
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Elated To Have Been Distanced
From which side are those with kept delusions,
Would 'they' say are most difficult to view?
Those on the side witnessing their values diminished,
By the ones they've entrusted to keep them endeared?
Or the ones advocating the others to be fools,
To dismiss those standards hyped as reality...
When both sides refuse to accept reality as it appears,
With a denying of its existence?
And those censored as nonconformists,
Who continue to offend them with truth...
Are defamed on a daily basis,
For their attempts to introduce truth to them.
From which side are those with kept delusions,
Would 'they' say are most difficult to view?
When both sides refuse to accept reality as it appears,
With a denying of its existence?
And those censored as nonconformists,
Sing their praises to be the ones isolated...
To view all of this from a higher consciousness.
And elated to have been distanced.
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So Fresh Are These Days of Awareness That Come
Fresh are these days of awareness.
The spicing done to fantasies,
Seem totally ridiculous.
Escaping exits to explore escapades...
Are closing down in minds,
For those who had found themselves entwined!
Oh,
So fresh are these days of awareness that come.
A stinging stung that's felt,
Nearly by everyone.
And those who sing the blues,
Had other choices...
But they refused.
Deciding to keep their minds completely fixed.
To a way of life,
With standards and values today quickly nixed.
Wishing now they had kept things simple.
But consumed they are with bitterness.
With others like them...
Who have been deceived and tricked!
Oh,
So fresh are these days of awareness that come.
A stinging stung that's felt,
Nearly by everyone.
The spicing done to fantasies,
Seem totally ridiculous.
Escaping exits to explore escapades...
Are closing down in minds,
For those who had found themselves entwined!
And a whistling is heard!
Coming from those who kept their eyes opened.
Observing reality for what it is!
Now they watch those disturbed.
Those who sit stubbornly...
With hopes their delusions maintained,
Will someday again...
With the aid of false prayer,
By them who dare...
To display a sudden faith.
Be served to end the reality of their heartache.
But where were they...
When the earth began to shake?
To awaken those from their sleep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Many Will Never Recover At All
Leave those alone who are comforted by their own beliefs.
Fragmented realities had at one time brought relief...
To the ones who pocketed funds from such divisions!
Choosing not to listen and making wrong decisions.
Those days are fading fast for them.
From all fronts their outlooks are crumbling within.
Soon those affected can not refuse the truth.
It will be there shared by all.
And those who run from it,
Need not be pursued!
For them there will be no exit!
Let them with limited time persist.
Sit back and watch their minds split to bits.
And feel blessed you were able to see it for what it was.
Some might be able to grow from it.
Unfortunately...
Many will never recover at all!
Since honesty for them,
Was something they felt could be put off!
And reality for them will be a wound to go exposed...
Never to heal.
Creating defeat and their downfall.
With minds sold on treasures gone...
A purpose to exist leaves them nothing left to feel.
But a ground for their hands and knees to crawl.
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