Burning With A Yearning
A mind burning with a yearning,
To maintain it's vision connected...
With materialism as its main objective,
To identify its valued worth...
Comes to an end of a purpose to live.
And standards to compare,
An influence no longer there...
Dies inside and is apparent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Is Not About You
If it is not about you,
That you keep such desire to do...
To prove,
Then what is the purpose...
That necessitates the heat of your fire?
If it was no about 'you'...
That flame inside would not burn.
And that yearning to accomplish,
Would not be kept as valued!
IF it was not about you.
So many do believe it is not about them.
From false teachings taught to keep their lights dimmed.
But it IS about you.
If it wasn't you would not be here to do.
With a proving to others...
It is about them too!
'It isn't about me.'
I see!
Then why do you exist?
To prove your worth is unrealistic?
And you would rather be something real like a tree?
'No.
You are not understanding me.'
And selfish as this may seem to be...
My understanding will not be confused,
To diffuse it with your accepted comprehension...
Of whoever it is all about.
'We all are a reflection of God! '
Then it IS about YOU.
Will you get out of my face!
You are obstructing my view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Three Witches
All the moon-shed nights are over,
And the days of gray and dun;
There is neither may nor clover,
And the day and night are one.
Not an hamlet, not a city
Meets our strained and tearless eyes;
In the plain without a pity,
Where the wan grass droops and dies.
We shall wander through the meaning
Of a day and see no light,
For our lichened arms are leaning
On the ends of endless night.
We, the children of Astarte,
Dear abortions of the moon,
In a gay and silent party,
We are riding to you soon.
Burning ramparts, ever burning!
To the flame which never dies
We are yearning, yearning, yearning,
With our gay and tearless eyes.
In the plain without a pity,
(Not an hamlet, not a city)
Where the wan grass droops and dies.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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You Are In My System
Day by day and night by night
I feel you in my mind
It happens all the time
You know the day dreams stop
My heart beats on
I cant take it any more
It's you I live for
You are in my system
You are in my system
I just want you to know that,
You are in my system
You oooohhhh youre in my system, system
Dont you, Dont you, dont you know that, babe.
I will keep on pushing, pushing, pushing
Until I get through
My main objective baby is to get to you
To turn your mind around
I know will take time
But you know I can wait, now
Youre on my mind
You are in my system
I just want you to know that,
You are in my system
Got me burning, Im on fire
You, youre in my system
Youre everything I need
You, oooohhhh, youre in my system, system
Dont you, Dont you, dont you know that, babe.
Its a romantic vision of me and you
It happens all the time
My dreams are filled with you
Theres no doubt in my mind
That Ill be true baby
You know Ill take you out
And Ill keep lovin you
Oh baby you are in my system,
I just want you to know that
You are in my system
Cut me right down to the wire
You, ooohh, youre in my system
Got me burning Im on fire
You, youre in my system
Cant make believe
You, youre in my system
Youre everything I need
You, Ooohh, youre in my system
I just want you to know that
You, youre my system
Got me burning Im on fire
You, youre in my system
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Burning Inside
Will these dreams still follow me,
On of dark obscurity?
Cant you see it up in the sky
As it kicks you in the face and lets you dye
You never have the answers
And now you tell me the facts of life
I really couldnt be bothered with you
Get out of my face and watch me die
Burning inside!burning inside!
Absolution and a frozen room
Are dreams of men below
I try to grab it but the touch is hot
The mirrors collapses, but the image can not
Im scared of darkness in a light
I scare myself cause I know Im right
I see the evil in youre savage eye
As it cuts right through the sky
Burning inside!burning inside!burning inside!burning inside!burning
Inside!burning inside!burning inside!burning inside!
Calling the mantra with a blade in the skin
For the demons within
I feel the pain is the death and decay
But the lesson never fades away
Too little shadows, turn away
Another man through the window pane
Another slave and a victim of fate
Another lesson in hate
Burning inside! burning inside!burning inside!burning inside!burning
Inside!burning inside!burning inside!burning inside!
song performed by by Ministry
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We succeed only as we identify in life, or in war, or in anything else, a single overriding objective, and make all other considerations bend to that one objective.
quote by Dwight D. Eisenhower
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We succeed only as we identify in life, or in war, or in anything else, a single overriding objective, and make all other considerations bend to that one objective.
quote by Dwight D. Eisenhower (2 April 1957)
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A New Kind Of Fire
A new kind of fire, burning inside
Wonderful feelings, I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
Silent, sweet surrender
A broken heart remembers the first time
Last moments sweet and tender
Cold and dying embers when love dies
In the quiet of the mist
When two lovers kissed the very last time
But we're right here tonight
It's love at first sight and we're doing allright
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
Mexican morning, we danced until dawn
In the moonlight
In blue Acapulco, nobody that we know
Is just right
No thought of tomorrow
And sorrow is clear out of sight
But right here tonight
Love is allright
And we're lost in the light
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside.......
song performed by by Tom Jones
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In Discussion Of What 'Is' Valued
Mixed marriages.
Sexual preferences.
And those unable to mind their own business.
Is not a good blend,
When in discussion of what 'is' valued.
Since those standards of a yesterday gone,
And once valued to respect others and their choices made...
Are not prioritized,
By those who have their noses...
Up in the cracks of other people's lives.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obstructure
The pet he found at the bar
the status of a new car with it
big money made a new job
To make him feel a less slob of it
new standards changed the ego
the villain now a hero
looks at life, and takes a bite
a piece of paper makes him proud
the silence of success has gotta seem so loud
his future in a uniform
he's just another number in the eye of the storm
obstructure to late
Is a piece he cannot pay - the cost of pride
and still he hides dies inside - alone he sheds a tear
for the memories of before from it
a tribute to the good of the lord
the bible is the way to forget
New standards changed the ego
the villain now a hero
looks at life, it's flee or fight
Its nervous laughter business now
it used to be a trip to circle - seven without
The plan for number one to rise
the world he lives in is a price tag lie
obstructure to late
Is a piece he cannot pay - the cost of pride
and still he hides inside - dies inside
(Have you ever felt alone?)
(Have you ever felt alone in the crowd?)
You keep your mouth shut
But inside you scream out loud
stay real to yourself, be afraid of yourself
Find a heaven in hell
(Have you ever felt alone?)
Are you so together that you unwound?
You got a pulse so loud you cant hear a sound
Of them talking to you, trying to see though you
And you don't know what to do
obstructure to late
Is a piece he cannot pay - the cost of pride
and still he hides inside - dies inside
(can't be alone, he can't)
Dies inside
(can't be alone, he can't)
Dies inside
(can't be alone, he can't)
Dies inside
(can't be alone)
song performed by by 1208
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Methods Used To Assess
People have come to assess and evaluate others,
On standards that have been chosen as long valued.
Only to discover those long valued standards,
And the people assessed by an evaluation conducted...
Have their own methods used to assess others as well.
With values they possess but not as openly expressed.
And that is one reason not given to others with interests,
They have a preference for keeping to themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Improprieties
It seems as though your improprieties,
From those standards you valued...
Have come to undo you to do you in.
Anything done you did you had time to correct.
And those blatant mistakes you've made,
Would have long been forgotten with an apology.
Your wish to be seen,
As something other than a human being...
Has left you in a deep ditch.
Along with other hypocrites,
You shared a commonness with.
Mixed and socialized in a doing of discreet business.
Well...
It seems as though your improprieties,
From those standards you valued...
Have come to undo you to do you in.
And what you intentionally did to others,
Had not been a good thing to do...
For the doing you did to get done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep On Burning
(ian hunter)
Oh
Well there aint no sense
In burning bridges.
No, there aint no sense
In burning bridges.
If were sorry
Then its our failure
So says the jailor,
Fade? away.
Now there aint no debts,
Just destinations.
Like birds made out of steel,
They fly by.
Lost lovers in a moonlit night,
Broken lovers in a starless night.
I lay my clothes down at your feet
cause all I want is for you
To keep on burning.
Keep on burning, babe,
Keep on burning.
Yeah, keep on burning (burning).
And when that flame dies
Becomes an ember,
Remember, keep on burning (keep on burning).
Can you feel my warmth
Inside of you, babe.
Oh can you feel my blood
Running through your vains.
Dont lay the blame on me, girl,
Just like lovers often will
I lay my heart down at your feet
Oh all I want is for you
To keep on burning,
Keep on burning (burning)
Keep on burning, babe (yeah),
Keep on burning (burning).
cause when that flame dies
Becomes an ember,
Remember, keep on (burning, keep on burning) burning.
Yeah, (you gotta) keep on burning (burning),
Ooh, keep on burning.
Keep on, keep on, keep burning, babe,
Ah (you gotta keep on burning, burning) keep on burning (burning),
Baby (yeah) you gotta keep on burning, burning.
Keep on burning,
Keep ...
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Paradise Achieved Prosperity
materialism is too often part of problem mix
perpetuating human greed indifference in excess
materialism applied with soul vision focus
tuned to solving species global problems
should be key to achieving prosperity
spiritual golden paradise for humanity
love dream seeds hope expansion interactions
materialism is too often part of fault problems
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Am Almost There
slowly i climb the
hill, that is my main
objective today
my mission
and my vision to
finally reach the apex
and join you
in your drink.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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These Days
These days, Ive been feeling lucky
Looking all around me
I see so many dreams that have come true
Like me right next to you
Like the angels coming through
These days have only just begun
Someone to come home to
Each and every night
All of my tomorrows
Are finally looking bright
Oh what, I wont rush it,
Why would I dare?
Nothing could compare
To the way Ive been feeling these days
They are the best Ive ever had
And they have only just begun
Here we were so connected
Like the moon is to the sun
I never thought Id feel this way
Cos all I ever really wanted is these days
If I could, Id try to freeze the moment
Set aside the future
Stay right here right now
So time wont fly
Like the flame that never dies
Like the love thats in your eyes
These days have only just begun
Something to believe in
When the world is going mad
And when the rain is crashing down girl
It doesnt seem so bad
Oh what, I wont rush it
Why would I dare?
Nothing could compare
To the way Ive been feeling these days
They are the best Ive ever had
And they have only just begun
Here we were so connected
Like the moon is to the sun
I never thought Id feel this way
Cos all I ever really wanted is these days
They are the best Ive ever had
And they have only just begun
Here we were so connected
Like the moon is to the sun
I never thought Id feel this way
Cos all I ever really wanted is these days
They are the best Ive ever had and they have only just begun...
song performed by by Ronan Keating
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ALZHEIMER'S ZONG(for my old pal Al)
'The soul bone's
connected to the heart bone! '
'The heart bone's
connected to the mind bone! '
'The mind bone's
connected to the bone bone! '
'The bone bone's
connected to the thought bone! '
'The Thought bone's
connected to the Time bone! '
'The Time bone's
connected to the memory bone! '
'The memory bone's...'
'The memory bones...'
'... memory's bones...'
'Now where have all
the words
...gone! '
*******
I used to look after someone with Alzheimer's and she used to sing this over and over and chuckle to herself until the wordsand she gradually faded away and there was no enough memory and wit to sustain the song or her any longer.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Ego gratification
God’s men were there,
To serve and redeem,
With apparent sacrifice
And apparent selflessness.
They have done so
For ego gratification,
In exerting influence on,
And having hold onto, the mass.
01.09.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There Is a Mission Commissioned
Born with desire inside,
Requiring each flight...
To be unique and different.
Exploring fresh destinations.
And commanding a wider vision,
On things.
On things freed from labelling...
That a limited mind,
Brings.
When unawakened.
And grounded to foundations,
Unchanged and shaking.
Breaking insights!
With the clipping of wings.
There is a mission commissioned,
By the very experience of one's birth.
To adventure a life given,
And to pride its worth.
With a sharing that becomes more valued...
Upon the Earth.
When that landing comes,
Within an opened consciousness...
Becomes realized.
And treasured by a witnessing.
There is a desire inside,
Requiring each flight...
To be unique and different.
Exploring fresh destinations.
And commanding a wider vision,
On things.
On things freed from labelling...
That a limited mind,
Brings.
When unawakened.
There is a mission commissioned!
With an assignment accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Purpose of Living
The master of purpose does not
respect certificate or degree;
He only respect people
with purpose in life.
Purpose is the gate fee
to success land.
Purpose is your direction.
Purpose is an objective in life,
dream, and what you are here for.
You cannot move on in life
until you have discovered
your objectives in life,
which is your purpose of living.
poem by Franca Kenneth
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We Identify...
it is in silence
that we identify
sounds as other than noise!
it is in bondage
that we identify freedom
as more than a dream.
it is in lonliness
that we identify love
as both the path and the journey.
it is in anger
that we identify forgiveness
as the release.
it is in despair
that we identify hope
as one foot after the other.
it is in death
that we identify life
and give it meaning!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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