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Concrete As Your Convictions

The truth of the matter is this...
Your beliefs,
Are only as concrete...
As your convictions.

And if you are not,
Maintaining to keep your beliefs...
Thriving to stay alive,
What is it that you are wishing?

With your quick seeking of a hiding done...
To masquerade in hesitation,
Away from everyone.
Hoping someone will motivate your drive.
To falsely state the importance of your life?

Not only are your convictions lies...
Your disguises can be seen,
By those with clear and opened eyes.
It's unfortunate,
Your own are not opened up just as wide.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slipping Away to Fade

Stripped quick from being significant.
A relevance is slipping away.
Upgraded is the consciousness.
And the importance of it has come to stay.

It is difficult to suppress,
Truth when truth is sought and confessed.
And pointless it is to try to hide it too...
When beliefs once known have shown new roots.
With a growing that leaves clear and fresh air to breathe.

Stripped quick from being significant.
A relevance is slipping away.
Upgraded is the consciousness.
And the importance of it has come to stay.

And we have been chosen to witness it.
And we who have come to benefit from this,
Will rise like flowers reaching up from concrete.
Becoming part of that which yesterday was not possible.
Not when solutions were ignored to correct,
Cracks appearing on city streets.

With powers unlimited and abilities unrestricted...
By useless conflicts inflicted to deceive.
With minds now uplifted no longer accepting this,
As part of life and the experience of it.

Stripped quick from being significant.
A relevance to stick,
Is slipping away.
Slipping away to fade.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Innocent

Without hesitation she opened her hand,
Her father looked into her eyes;
He saw not a sign there of fear or guilt,
He knew she was not telling lies.

The thought of deceit
Had no place in her mind,
She was innocent right from the start;
Her hand opened wide
For her daddy to see,
Her eyes opened wide as her heart.

'I don't know where it is,
I've not seen it at all, '
Small defence from her lips, but it's true
That this innocent child
Made her father repent,
His apologies now, she was due.

'Please forgive my suspicions,
My harsh angry words, '
Said her father with tears in his eyes;
And to you my dear reader
The moral is this:
Simple innocence needs no disguise.

Written March 1995

poem by John Carter Brown
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Defections

Defections.
One can expect to witness,
Many more of them.
Abandoning a senselessness...
A foolishness fostered in to begin.

The onslaught of reality,
Has set in.
And what is needed to heal and mend...
Is a unity of thought.
Freed from a loss of common sense,
Indecisiveness welcomed with persistence...
More are wishing now to dismiss,
As if it had not existed!

And those who insist to float on a sinking ship...
Are too narrow minded,
With beliefs that will keep them afloat...
Supported by an ignorance,
That remains to leave them adrift.

And those defections are clearly rejections,
Of maintaining a stance...
That has a zero chance to survive.
Especially when truth unlocked out of its confinement,
Has come to reveal itself for what it is.
In the sight of those who now have opened eyes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A man with convictions finds an answer for everything. Convictions are the best form of protection against the living truth.

quote by Max Frisch
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Accepting To Protect False Beliefs

The telling of lies told and sold,
To deny in a hiding of one's insecurities...
Does not prevent,
An increasing mental instability...
As witnessed by those,
Not only experiencing buyer's remorse...
But shows the ones who have lied,
Responsible for much that has gone...
Misunderstood most of their lives,
While fighting against denials.

And today...
There is no way of escaping,
With a possibility on either side of truth...
To correct relationships destroyed to redo,
By accepting to protect false beliefs as done.
Or can fix to mend anyone's heart broken,
Of those victimized who have forgiven.
Since they will never be able to erase in time,
From their minds...
The effects of what has happened to them.

Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.

Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.

Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known...
To keep those from being aware,
With a clearing of polluted air.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I Opened My Eyes

I opened my eyes,
And determined I would only see Sun.
No matter who had said what to me.
Or the happenings in those yesterdays done.
I've begun to enjoy my walks through the rain.
Most times with pain I have learned not to prioritize.

When I opened my eyes my mind seemed to clear.
I looked into the mirror and saw what appeared.
And excuses for blemishes and flaws I magnitized...
Disappeared to allow me a living of my life as 'I' liked.
And asking someone how to do that...
Took an immediate backseat in my mind.

When I opened my eyes...
They were 'my' eyes to open.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Only Wanted

Doesnt it ever stay
Must it always fade away
Couldnt love ever be
Something tangible and real
Farewell, fairweather friend
Abandonment returns to taunt me again
I only wanted you to stay
Linger and mean the words you said
Foolishly I romanticized
Someone was saving my life
For the first time
I only wanted you to be there when i
Opened up my eyes
I was caught in your masquerade
Wish Id stayed beneath my veil
But it just seemed so easy to
Open up myself to you
Once more into the wind
The embers scatter
And the chill settles in
I only wanted you to stay
Linger and mean the words you said
Foolishly I romanticized
Someone was saving my life
For the first time
I only wanted you to be there when i
Opened up my eyes
Oh
I only wanted you to stay
Linger and mean the words you said
Foolishly I romanticized
Someone was saving my life
For the first time
I only wanted you to be
The one to get me through that night
I only wanted you
To be there when i
Opened up my eyes
Oh
Doesnt it ever stay?
I only wanted you to
Stay

song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Have convictions. Be friendly. Stick to your beliefs as they stick to theirs. Work as hard as they do.

quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Dragged Behind Them In Sacks

It is difficult to accept,
A restructuring of beliefs.
Especially when those beliefs,
Were thought to be cemented...
In concrete.
But the crumbling of foundations,
As seen are no longer rumored.

And the ones once reprimanded,
By pointing out their observations...
Seem not to be the ones running,
Seeking to find safe shelter...
To protect their pretentions.
Or denials dragged behind them in sacks,
As kept evidence of their loyalty and devotion.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When it comes to controlling human beings, there is no better instrument than lies. Because you see, humans live by beliefs. And beliefs can be manipulated. The power to manipulate beliefs is the only thing that counts.

quote by Michael Ende
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Rookie Hooked

It takes a rookie,
For some to take a look...
At actions taken,
Sometimes that can be shaky.

It takes fresh eyes,
That doesn't criticize.
Without a judgement passing,
From lips not thinking...
To blurt a crudeness,
Loud with pride

No matter how high people get,
Wishing they could fly...
There will always be a rookie hooked,
With eyes opened wide.

No matter what some people do,
To think they can't be touched.
Their reach is often teachable,
To someone who's not rooted...
To being rude and snooty!

It takes a rookie,
For some to take a look...
At actions taken,
Sometimes that can be shaky.

No matter what some people do,
To think they can't be touched.
Their reach is often teachable,
To someone who's not rooted...
To being rude and snooty!

No matter how high people get,
Wishing they could fly...
There will always be a rookie hooked,
With eyes opened wide.

A rookie hooked.
There will be a rookie hooked.
With eyes wide open...
Who decide they're qualified.

A rookie hooked.
There will be a rookie hooked.
With eyes wide open...
Who decide they're qualified.

A rookie hooked.
There will be a rookie hooked.
With eyes wide open...
Who decide they're qualified.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Havoc

They attempt to silence those...
Who are against their beliefs!
And yet it is their beliefs...
That loudly shout out,
For change!
Nothing about them or what is valued,
Has remained the same.
And...
No one silenced has created this havoc!
Or with such a disturbance to focus on chaos.
Anyone seeking peace,
Is not looking for it through conflict!
No one is against their beliefs at all.
The concept is there!
The ideals are magnificent.
However...
The reality of the practice,
Is missing in action!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Has Been Denied

One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
And a valued place on false pretensions.

People have been made to believe,
And are convinced...
That reality is to be pretended,
And the more pretentious they are...
The more they reflect a 'version' of reality.
Blindly accepted.

And...
Those who are themselves,
And have lived reality...
From an experiencing of it,
Are perceived as being phony.
Although everything they have done...
Is based upon truth as it is,
And have attempted to deliver it.
But are criticized for being nonconformists.

One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.

One is taught how to live,
And how to act.
What beliefs to accept,
From those created...
And followed 'faithfully'.

And those who live not accepting,
Those beliefs to follow 'faithfully'...
Seem to live freer lives,
Without having lies to follow.

'Why is there so much conflict in the world.
Why are so many people unhappy? '

That's a good question.
And they are the ones who follow,
Taught beliefs.
Without seeking to live life,
To discover it on their own.
They follow and protest yet accept.

'But,
How can you say that? '

I've learned to stand back,
And observe that which has been denied.
My eyes have been open most of my life,
To see things as they are.
Not what I wish them to be.
With eyes open wide.

And apparently my 'version' has offered me,
A more peaceful co-existence.
And that for me is not phony at all.
I only have one face that I've shown.
Have you ever seen me wearing a mask?
To appease others doing it?

'No.'

You should take yours off.
You'll see exactly what I mean.
When you begin to experience life,
So many become offended.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Arrives

He arrives,
To apply a different tactic.
And at His will.
You may not notice this at first,
By the way it was achieved.
With a quiet precisioned skill!

You have been accustomed,
To seeing life from one dimension.
From a point of view,
With an indoctrination pursued.
And His intention although not mentioned,
Is to shatter all limitations too!

He arrives,
In your heart, soul and mind.
And once your eyes have been opened wide,
You will realized the depth of those lies told to you.
Why and the reason...
They were fed to control everything done you do!

He arrives,
To gift you with the truth.
With an absoluteness you can not refuse.
Since He is the One that comes who can do this.
The only One to get a detoxing done.
The One who introduces the kind of truth that stuns.

He arrives,
And those conditioned,
To hiding behind their lies...
Find themselves without protection,
Into shelters after a run.
Or tongues to twist,
A truth for all to see that exists!

He arrives,
No need to prepare with prayer.
He arrives and when He comes...
You wont see Him,
But you will know He is there.
His eyes are upon you...everywhere!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One's Beliefs

Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.

Misdirection can be debated,
For reasons to entertain those who make changes.
But one's beliefs as they are...
Are only fed to keep them out of the way.
And kept faithfully attached,
For purposes to serve!
Not to discuss what are facts.

Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
Like one's knowledge of facts...
Depends on who is being pleased.
And for what reasons they've been directed,
To go first down on their knees,
Hoping to find their minds comforted.

And...
Beliefs,
As they are interpreted to be.
Aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
To please and comfort the converted

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beliefs

I watch you gather round and pray
Its something I can feel
I hear you chant every other day
I think its not quite real
Covered up so close
So as not to see
Are you happy are you happy this way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
A distance that is more than miles
Such a long long way
Its fine for men to be westernised
Will a woman ever see that day
Maybe maybe its not for me to understand
Do you think do you think
Do you think its better that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way

song performed by by Texas
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Beliefs

I watch you gather round and pray
Its something I can feel
I hear you chant every other day
I think its not quite real
Covered up so close
So as not to see
Are you happy are you happy this way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
A distance that is more than miles
Such a long long way
Its fine for men to be westernised
Will a woman ever see that day
Maybe maybe its not for me to understand
Do you think do you think
Do you think its better that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way

song performed by by Texas
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A Storm, A Brainstorm

look at the window
something lingers on there
this sadness
so clear to me now

the snowy land, the roofs of houses
covered by this certain coldness
this sadness
in my mind

look at the window
a snowstorm is coming
and i wil be here in the hiding
on some confusion
i will stay
and look out the window still
and impulse comes
a solution

this darkness
this death of beliefs
this death of beliefs in the humanity of other people

this
this death, this idea of death

it is not a lovely day for me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Through Crooked Teeth

Some will shift their pity,
To replace it with a guilt.
And with their magnified denials,
Will profess innocence.
And defy!
And try...
To hide.

Some become committed,
To forgetting what it is...
That is done to another,
With a blank look they give...
To defy.
And try...
To hide.

Provokers love to lie,
To keep things heated up quick.
And do,
Through crooked teeth.
And bite,
The backs of anyone...
Who seeks to see them beaten,
With eyes...
Opened up wide,
To lies.

Some will shift their pity,
To replace it with guilt.
And with their magnified denials,
Will profess innocence.
But...
The ones who will defeat them,
Have eyes opened wide...
To lies.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In religion and politics people's beliefs and convictions are in almost every case gotten at second-hand, and without examination, from authorities who have not themselves examined the questions at issue but have taken them at second-hand from other non-examiners, whose opinions about them were not worth a brass farthing.

quote by Mark Twain
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