Capable Of Enlightened Insight
To deliberately take away,
That which only God has given to create...
Is an act of of premeditated selfishness.
Is there another way to observe what takes place?
And debating whether or not God forgives...
To diminish the evilness increasing on the scene,
Usually comes from those...
Perceiving themselves to be salvagers of souls.
Leaving the ones doing their best experiencing life
As 'works-in-progress' capable of enlightened insight.
But with little time left to annoint themselves,
As interpreters of God's intentions.
Positions so many rush unsolicited to fulfill.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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This Is My Only 'True' Relationship
Do you think I sit,
Unaware of my submissions?
As if I am oblivious,
To what it takes to create them?
Nor do they come easy,
Like those critics who sniff.
With a passing of judgement with it!
Free on the scene and unsolicited.
I wish I could say,
I'm not observant of this at all.
There is too much life I live,
For me to become that enthralled.
I have no ego to be massaged.
None to bring my activities,
To a complete engrossing stall.
Do you think I sit,
Unaware of my submissions?
As if I am oblivious,
To what it takes to create them?
I know I get less sleep!
And this is my only 'true' relationship,
I can say I've managed to keep!
And devoted I am.
With a divorce from it,
Nowhere to address in my mind to exist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Lasting Losses
Life
Lets nothing last.
Leaving souls to live
Like chalk drawings
Left out in the storm.
Lonely drops on
Lovely works;
Leaving only murky
Lakes of faded color where
Livelihood once took place.
Life vanishes where those
Lucid puddles lay...
...Leaving no pictures perfect
down Memory Lane.
Thanks for visiting
from the crowded shopping malls to the quiet corners of the homes
we roam alone living the life bestowed upon us
every now and then we connect with strange souls
some were brief encounters and some where friendships bloomed
together they become the very elements that defines our fleeting life
everyone we met through chance and fate
teaches us a thing or two during of their stay
we met millions of people in our lives but
only a few were allowed to help make & walk our courses and
only one or two can leave imprints that dictate whatever may come
thanks to those that came and left, leaving us gratified
thanks to those that came and left, leaving us shattered
and thanks to those that came and never left, leaving us feeling loved
and thanks to those whom we have yet to meet
everything we do and every choice that we make takes us a step closer to the truth
we share, we learn, and sometimes we just observe and take no actions
we came alone and will leave alone
it’s the times in between that we had company
so thanks to those that came along and
gave meaning and depth to our evanescent existence
Intuition
My intentions are good, I use my intuition
It takes me for a ride
But I never understood other peoples superstitions
It seemed like suicide
As I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and every day
And when I struggle in the night
The magic of the music seems to light the way
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me everywhere
Well my instincts are fine
I had to learn to use them in order to survive
And time after time confirmed an old suspicion
Its good to be alive
And when Im deep down and out and lose communication
With nothing left to say
Its then I realize its only a condition
Of seeing things that way
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me anywhere
(takes me anywhere, alright)
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
song performed by by Lennon John

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The Almighty Does Not Sit In That Classroom of Tricks
When acts of evilness with intent are committed...
Do not revenge it.
It will hurt like pain never felt...
Or believed dealt with before!
Do not revenge it.
Even though it aches not to strike back.
Like some who believe,
They have been ordained to attack!
Forgive those involved!
That is the key!
And observe how God resolves your patience.
In ways you will witness in disbelief!
But hold onto your faith with a courage,
You should not chase or allow to leave.
No deed done goes ignored.
Believe!
What goes up...
Comes down eventually!
Believe!
And what goes around...
Has to come back.
And for millions observing,
The Earth is round and not flat!
Even thoughts that are tossed away...
Aren't lost to stay that way!
Understand what is said and to 'whom' you pray!
Believe!
When acts of evilness with intent are committed...
There is a higher power that knows just how to bestow
What is needed when the time is right!
Remember this...
Forgetting maybe something we are told,
And conditioned to believe we must do...
By those who chose to sell their souls,
To allow a brand of evilness to continue,
What it does to me and you.
As we weaken in droves!
But...
The Almighty does not sit,
In that classroom of tricks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Waterboarding Is Wrong
deliberately torturing killing by degrees
deliberately drowning inducing death trauma
drowning resuscitating inflicting multiple
deaths premeditated calculated inhuman terror
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Give Me Something Other Than What Is Preached
Give me liberty...
Or something else I can value.
The cost of maintaining my freedom...
Has already achieved for me deepening debt!
Give me a solution.
Or something today that makes more sense...
Than turning on my TV
To watch the media salute crime.
With repeated decadence.
Give me less self righteousness...
From those who profess,
They harbor no racistness.
And yet they do their best...
To leave that smothered to go unaddressed.
Give me honesty and truth.
Even from a pulpit...
These days that is rare!
Give me something other than what is preached!
Something other than what is exposed,
Blatantly on the streets.
Give me something other...
Than lessons that teach evilness and sin!
Give me something other...
Than addicting temptations,
Left at my doorstep to let in!
Give me someone who does 'not' commit a crime...
Does prison time.
And then 'finds' God...
To declare His word to me.
Wanting to preach to me from scriptures...
And that God has 'revealed' to him...
A need I have,
He now 'sees'.
Please! !
Give me something other...
Than a rehabilitation done,
By those who have not sacrificed their lives...
Trying to live a life from the beginning that is right!
Then I will know there is some positivity...
Trying to clean and clear this polluted air!
Choking with a reekness.
To leave masses insane to make claims,
For material gains perceived with deceptions...
That no one with 'insight' is aware of their aims.
Since everything else...
Experienced by those still left with good intentions,
Seems to be a marketing of a recycled mess!
By those on the 'right' denouncing those 'liberal'
Standing on the left!
Leaving no one to accept responsibility.
And those who desire to...
Are treated with much disrespect!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Reduced To Delusions
Believing to lift themselves up,
By demeaning the activities of others...
Reveals the observation of many things seen.
Progress is diminished.
Attempts to begin with good intentions,
Never start to ever get finished.
And those who vocalize their contempt,
Of those who take steps to try...
Are those procrastinating as time flies by!
But there they are on the scene to be seen,
When the opportunity presents itself...
For them to socialize in the promoting of outdated ideas.
Of course,
They are heard openly criticizing...
To provoke any focus on the doer and not the deed.
And in communities that this is done,
The call for unity is kept alive...
As much as the nothingness that survives and thrives.
As facts are silenced and denied,
For the purpose to undo truths...
While observations witnessed are reduced to delusions.
Or...
Induced to inflict fear that an enlightened consciousness,
Is the work of demons behind calling for minds to progress.
While the keeping of an ignorance is obsessed to possess.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Intuition
Hey, hey, hey, alright,
Hey, hey, hey, alright.
My intentions are good, I use my intuition,
It takes me for a ride.
But I never understood other peoples superstitions,
It seemed like suicide.
And as I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and evry day.
And when I struggle in the night,
The magic of the music seems to light the way.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me evrywhere.
Well, my instincts are fine, I had to learn to use them
In order to survive.
And time after time, confirmed an old suspicion,
Its good to be alive.
And when Im deep down and out and lose communication
With nothing left to say,
Its then I realise,
Its only a condition of seeing things that way.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me anywhere.
Takes me anywhere, alright.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition.
song performed by by Yoko Ono

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I Cherish Those Steps Taken By My Ancestors
I cherish those steps,
Taken by my ancestors.
And I do my best...
To reflect against their shadows left.
I hold my breath,
With wishes to please.
I am here to uplift their spirits,
With a selfishness to receive...
Their blessings.
And to leave my mark,
To enlighten the brightness...
Given to me to spark,
A continued greatness...
My ancestors afforded me.
To fulfill with a belief I can and will
A destiny achieve!
And feeling proud I am allowed to labor,
In this quest with a life...
Blessed with such an honor,
That ignites to incite an encouraged insight!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Whose Souls Are Saved
Whose souls are saved,
When invaders arrive...
To crush, divide and slaughter?
How brave are they,
Who succeed against the defenseless,
Left wounded with futures diminished.
Beginning missions without a finish!
Only interests in resources,
Empower those in armored forces.
Producing movements to incite genocide...
With heartless eyes and deaf to cries!
Whose souls are saved?
Who gives them the right to decide...
Whose life is worth living,
And which ones must die!
Invisible now are those shields that hide.
Rising from unseen dimensions...
Crazing those with rage!
Leaving debated battles on all sides.
Delighting in blood fields where they bathe!
Whose souls are saved?
Could they be of those,
Who choose to parade their evil ways?
Those expecting victory...
Yet perceiving themselves left to question,
Why they've been 'stung'...
With just hollow praises to raise!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Acid Tests Of Adversity
wisdom insight
so often comes
after random
or premeditated
acts of betrayal
acid tests
of adversity
like snakes
and ladders
is a choice
our responses
resolves
resolutions
attitudes
are cause effect
swift changes
sudden course
changes take
us up or down
several sudden
levels impact
life leaves
possibilities
disorientated
quick ening
reshuffling
interchanged
positions
organize anew
priorities
existing elements
silk webs strands
symmetric spun
crossbeams shine
moonlight visions
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Not Impressed By My Own Progress
Could I afford 'not' to be happy?
After experiencing doses of it?
Could I spend my life pretending,
I am without a wanting for tenderness?
With a braving through the rest of my life,
Lieing to myself with these lies commited?
I think not!
I've already donated enough time to being alone.
And a loneliness condoned only works publicly.
When expresssions of being 'thrilled' about my life...
Being single, free and without unnecessary agitation,
Has become easy to sell.
Especially to those miserable in their relationships.
But when sitting home alone,
And dwelling upon a companionship I wish to share?
I am not impressed by my own progress in this area...period!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Strength Overshadows
Dulling are those thorns,
Once sharpened to prick.
Dulled are their effectiveness,
With a wounding done...
One has learned to heal from quick.
Scars once shown,
Have disappeared.
Without a trace of them at all.
And those victimized stand,
From a crawl to walk ever so tall.
Dulling are those thorns,
Once sharpened to prick.
As if deceivers have been revealed...
From the crevices of their wickedness.
And this exposure has left them sick.
When one chooses to ignore their critics,
A strength overshadows...
Those maneuvering in darkness,
To inflict their evilness.
Leaving them to surface with...
Useless intentions left upon tight and silent lips.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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A Sugar Rush
to wish to dream,
create a memory,
close your eyes,
and slip away to the,
place in your mind,
where time travels so slowly,
above the clouds of cotton,
the peaceful souls fly so high,
the heart will stop and miss a beat,
as the fun of games will take control,
laughter and joy are a pleasure, to,
hear,
so when you find that sugar rush,
sing from the highest hill,
is the greatest feeling of all,
to wish to dream,
create a memory.
poem by Sharron Stephenson

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Take Me Away
this time what I want is you
there is no one else
who can take your place
this time you burn me with your eyes
you see past all the lies
you take it all away
I've seen it all
it was never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
I try to make my way to you
but still I feel so lost
I don't know what else I can do
cause I've seen it all
it was never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
don't give up on me yet
don't forget who I am
I know I'm not there yet
but don't let
me stay here alone
I've seen it all and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
I've seen enough and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
take me away
take me away
song performed by by Lifehouse from Stanley Climbfall

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Next Train
Well I finally found tomorrow
'Cause I just now found today
But I'm left with all the sorrow
Lingering from yesterday
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Well I'd love for you to be there
On the day I say goodbye
But I've lost too much to your stare
To even waste a sigh
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Yes it's time for me to let go
You're the drug that's in my veins
You lift me up and leave me pain
I'm broken, beaten, barely sane
And I'm leaving on the next train
I gladly stayed to wade it through
And find out what I've meant to you
Now it's clear to me this time
So I'm leaving this behind
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Yes it's time for me to let go
song performed by by Hanson

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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.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Who Is Truly Great?
Great is one who humbles oneself;
Great is one who accomplishes without expectations;
Great is one who labors for others’ welfare;
Great is one who struggles for a noble cause;
Great is one who gives his life for his Maker’s sake;
Great is one who sacrifices his precious life for truth’s sake;
Great is one who takes the road least taken;
Great is one who climbs life’s steep hills;
Great is one who treads dangerous paths for mankind’s progress;
Great is one who risks his life unduly to save others’ lives;
Great is one who although born or made handicapped does extra-ordinary feats;
Great is one who scales heights of achievements rarely done by others;
Great is one who toils in sleep-hours too for mankind’s upliftment;
Great is one who racks his brain to find a cure for a crippling disease;
Great is one who shuns selfishness for the cause of his poorer brethren;
Great is one who dies so that others can live in peace;
Great is one who lives not for oneself but others;
Great is one who loves and forgives his worst foe;
Great is one who leads life in accordance with the Word of God!
(4-13-2007)
poem by John Celes

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Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.
quote by Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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