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Dismissed Fortune Tellers

Time changes that,
Which is believed set in stone.
It's less traumatic today to awaken with amnesia.
Than to witness the wonders of discovery,
Widen the eyes of those devoted to tales told...
Vanishing as truth of events unfold.
While those whistle blowers are being reminisced,
As dismissed fortune tellers.

'In your future I see...
Several hands,
Other than yours...
Playing more than a game of pool,
In your pockets.'

~Stop it.
Were you passed over for a raise you expected? ~

Not to initiate discussions of pervert activity,
But some people became quite offended...
By the thought of someone else,
Tossing big balls around discreetly.
Whistle blowers became labelled...
As those disgruntled,
That nothing was slipped in their pockets...
To keep them hushed.
So they were slandered as liars and crushed.
And to the exits...rushed!

'Those were the days my friend.
Days that came to an end for those snoopers of greed,
Sitting high in executive seats.
And found noticebly cheating to bring more into their homes,
Besides a dozen of eggs and bacon.'
These rats had acquired taste to build their own cheese factories.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where Did the Whistle Blowers Go?

Where did the whistle blowers go?

Those who spoke truth,
Like those troops who fought...
In pursuit to protect.
Returning to a homeland,
Where they are shown disrespect...
And much neglect.
By those who champion insanity!
Not humanity.

Where did the whistle blowers go?

Those who attempted to show and keep you,
From being 'downsized' with jobs 'outsourced'.
The ones you were convinced,
To divorce while you sat to straddle fences.

It all now makes sense doesn't it?

But it is clear the ones you help to rid...
Aren't near to hear or support to share your whine!
Leaving you with plenty of time,
To do that effectively alone on your own!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think superheroes today are like whistle blowers.

quote by Robert Englund
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Thrown to Hit

The truth has frightened.
None knew it would be like this.
They believed truth could be dismissed.
Like a white lie told from lips.
But truth is unresisting.
It hits like a ton of bricks.
And could care less,
Who denies its existence.
And those living without it...
Now find their lives in a mess.
The hour of truth has arrived.
And recognizing it,
Catches many by surprise.
Why?
Because so many believed,
It was something they could create.
Like a lie told that is given life.
But there is nothing artificial about truth.
It will always remain solid like a rock.
And when it is thrown to hit...
It hurts!
Getting over it...
Is not as easy as getting up off the ground!
Once it lands,
Truth has a tendency to stay around.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Witness

I saw an ant devour sherman mountain.
Slip across the floor in the river of honey.
I saw the locust drinking from a fountain.
It smiled at me as I paid my money.
Chorus
Caus Im a witness, witness, see the writing on the wall.
Im a witness, witness, I say Ive seen it all.
Caus Im a witness, witness, Ive got all the proof.
Im a witness, witness, I swear to tell the truth.
I saw her buying in the face of fashion.
Wholl believe with her little white lies.
I saw her arrive on my bed of passion.
But I never saw a look of love in her eyes.
Chorus
Some days my eyes can see for miles and miles around.
Some nights my dreams just take me deep underground.
My minds a time machine, Im in the future and the past.
The past... scrape away...
(violin solo)
Chorus
Chorus
Witness, witness, witness
Witness, witness, witness
Witness, witness, witness
Witness, witness, witness

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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What Appears Is Clearly Here

Foolish are the ones,
Who believe something they have done...
Is forever etched in stone,
Unchanged.
With claims they own 'discoveries'
Always to remain the same!

For them these days come to amaze.
Some will be dazed.
And left crazed.

For them these days come to amaze...
With few left wishing,
For what's been missed.

For them these days come to amaze.
Some will be dazed.
And left crazed.

A lifting of a consciousness,
Hits!
What is reminisced,
Has been dismissed.
A freshness has arrived,
Upon the lips and ears.
And what appears...
Is clearly here!

Foolish are the ones,
Who believe something they have done...
Is forever etched in stone,
Unchanged.
With claims they own 'discoveries'
Always to remain the same!

For them these days come to amaze.
Some will be dazed.
And left crazed.

For them these days come to amaze...
With few left wishing,
For what's been missed.

A lifting of a consciousness,
Hits!
What is reminisced,
Has been dismissed.
A freshness has arrived,
Upon the lips and ears.
And what appears...
Is clearly here!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Machine Churning Above

I do not care for political scandal and intrigues
because only those with the same moral guilt,
the same capacity for wrongdoing, throw the
stones, whenever they come to power they
become worse dictators

People blaming others for what is wrong just wait
to sing their own song of corruption - I appreciate
them playing games and wish them luck; whistle-
blowers take over from those they sack, no reform
possible in a world where

The morally pure never accuse and never enter
politics, the poor will always be helpless as moguls
play with money and might, I refuse to join any camp
as the game is to become the next powerful despot
and use the poor masses

As fodder to feed the machine churning above, no
self-righteous person can accuse another as we all
have the same ability to commit the same crimes
given that the same circumstances apply to us all…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Never Said

I never said nothing
I never said nothing
I never said nothing
I never said nothing
You dont know where you heard it
Dont know whos spreadin it round all I know is Im clean as a whistle baby
I didnt utter a sound
I never said nothing
I never said nothing
I never said nothing
I never said nothing
You dont know what they told you
Dont even care what about
All I know is Im clean as a whistle baby
I didnt let that cat out
So dont look at me sideways
Dont even look me straight on
And dont look at my hands in my pockets, baby
I aint done anything wrong
I never said nothing
No baby, I never said nothing
I never said nothing
I never said nothing

song performed by by Liz Phair
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20% Amnesia

What is your destiny? the police woman said....(20% amnesia)
The word that she wanted was destination i'm afraid (20% amnesia)
This is your future boy, this is your fate (20% amnesia)
And you're obsolete and they can't afford to educate you (20% amnesia)
In his bedtime boot boy jersey
Ringing up some fantasy tart
Give me strength or give me mercy
Life intimidates art
Chorus:
Give me strength or give me mercy
Don't let me lose heart
From rage to anaesthesia
Twenty percent amnesia
Were you passed out on the sofa (20% amnesia)
While justice was bartered by a drunken oaf? (20% amnesia)
This is all your glorious country thinks of your life (20% amnesia)
Stripped jack naked with a stanley knife (20% amnesia)
So the german queen went home again
But she couldn't find forgiveness
They made a fist of her hand of friendship
But it's only business
Chorus
The wine you drink has never seen a grape
And now your sci-fi suit has lost its shape
But its a dangerous game that comedy plays
Sometimes it tells you the truth, sometimes it delays it
Think back, think back if you still can
When the trumpet sounded and the world began
Somebody said "we must have won"
So they started burying the boogeyman
Mister gorbachov came cap in hand (20% amnesia)
From a bankrupt land to a bankrupt land (20% amnesia)
Mister gorbachov and some other fella (20% amnesia)
Were taken to a show called "cinderella" (20% amnesia)
It wasn't an accident, it wasn't a mystery (20% amnesia)
It was calculated and the rest is history (20% amnesia)
You don't have to listen to me
That's the triumph of free will
When there are promises to break
And dreams to kill
Chorus

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Whistler

Ill buy you six bay mares to put in your stable ---
Six golden apples bought with my pay.
I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune,
But I must be gone by the seventh day.
So come on, Im the whistler.
I have a fife and a drum to play.
Get ready for the whistler.
I whistle along on the seventh day ---
Whistle along on the seventh day.
All kinds of sadness Ive left behind me.
Manys the day when I have done wrong.
But Ill be yours for ever and ever.
Climb in the saddle and whistle along.
So come on, Im the whistler.
I have a fife and a drum to play.
Get ready for the whistler.
I whistle along on the seventh day ---
Whistle along on the seventh day.
Deep red are the sun-sets in mystical places.
Black are the nights on summer-day sands.
Well find the speck of truth in each riddle.
Hold the first grain of love in our hands.

song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Today! !

Today the sun was shine less
Today the moon was mood less
Today the birds were wing less
Today as the sun rose, they told me
Today as I woke
They told me
Last night I’ve lost my voice they echoed me

Today the mountains are height less
Today the clock was time less
Today the sky was wind less
Today my hands were workless
Today as the sun boiled, they told me
Today as I spoiled
They told me
Last morning I’ve lost my hands they assured me

Today the world was sightless
Today the room was lightless
Today the voices were figureless
Today my eyes were imageless
Today as the night dived, they told me
Today as I defined
They told me
Last afternoon I’ve lost my eyes they cursed me

Today the era was soundless
Today the room was noise less
Today the things were strike less
Today my ears were voice less
Today as the dawn fell, they told me
Today as I felt
They told me
Last evening I’ve lost my ears they pitted me

Last night I was voiceless
Last night I was hand less
Last night I was eyes less
Last night I was ears less
And now today I feel
That they’ll tell me
That I’ve lost, they’ll yell me
Lost a heartbeat
And now is grave less
Left in open far godless
Unmentioned they say expressionless.

poem by Nishtha Dutta
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People Are Attempting to Escape from Facts

A comfort in passing judgement on others,
Has its way of returning this activity...
Right back to those detractors.

For a long time it was believed the Earth was flat.
And there were scores of people,
Who would despise others...
Opposing with a difference of opinion.

In fact...
People were expected to keep their mouths closed.
As if to be kept sealed and 'labelled'.
Entrapped to pay for their lack of conformity.

Today...
Something about that has changed.

Today?
People are attempting to escape from facts...
To have others pay to enhance delusions,
That will never become realities.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Done Without Instructions

There are those having the most difficult time,
They have ever had to experience in their lives.
And adjusting for them,
Has to be done without instructions.

To awaken and to realize,
A road stubbornly followed...
Has a dead end that surprises,
Is quite traumatic.

Especially when it becomes consciously accepted,
Those who have been denied participation...
For a host of reasons thought to be unethical,
And foolish.
Have them now exposed as fools.
With nothing but walss they have constructed,
To hit their heads against.

To awaken and to realize,
A road stubbornly followed...
Has a dead end that surprises,
Is quite traumatic.

There are those having the most difficult time,
They have ever had to experience in their lives.
And adjusting for them,
Has to be done without instructions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whistle by Flo-Rida

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby (ohh baby ohh baby poooo)
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go

I'm betting you like bebop
And I'm betting you love creep mode
And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls
And stroke your little ego
I bet you're guilty your honor
But that's how we live in my genre
When I hell I pay the rottweiler
There's only one flo, and one rida
I'm a damn shame
Order more champagne, pull a damn hamstring
Tryna put it on ya
Bet your lips spin back around corner
Slow it down baby take a little longer

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go

Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby

It's like everywhere I go
My whistle ready to blow
Shorty don't leave a note
She can get any by the low
Permission not approved
It's okay, it's under control
Show me soprano, cause girl you can handle
Baby we start snagging, you come in part clothes
Girl I'm losing wing, my bucatti the same road
Show me your perfect pitch,
You got it my banjo
Talented with your lips, like you blew out candles
So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music
Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it
Give me the perfect picture, never lose it

Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby

Go girl you can work it
Let me see your whistle while you work it
I'mma lay it back, don't stop it
Cause I love it how you dropp it, dropp it, dropp it, on me
Now, shorty let that whistle blow
Yeah, baby let that whistle blow

Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby

poem by Shi Yelami
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Ignoring Many Hints Of Trouble

Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.

Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!

With a change of leadership,
It is believed by many a return to greed and prosperity...
Is within their reach to have it repeated.
However...
It is not the current leadership,
That drove their lives into the pits.
Or purchased their persuasions with investments made...
In monopolized businesses.
No!
That monkey sits on the wrong shoulders.

Those known in positions of leadership,
Are just pawns used regurgitating rhetoric.
With hopes to keep following sheep distracted.

Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.

Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!

Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.

Remember it?
Remember it?
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!

Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Days Are Diamonds

This song appears on eight albums, and was first released on the some days are diamonds album. it has also been released on the greatest hits vol 3, favourites, country classics, the rocky mount
Ollection, the country roads collection, the very best of john denver (double cd) and changes albums.
When you ask how i've been here without you
I like to say i've been fine and i do
But we both know the truth is hard to come by
And if i told the truth, that's not quite true
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Some time the hard times won't leave you alone
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Now the face that i see in my mirror
More and more is a stranger to me
More and more i can see there's a danger
In becoming what i never thought i'd be
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Some time the hard times won't leave you alone
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Words and music by dick feller

song performed by by John Denver
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Their Biggest Challenge Ever

The only thing left was reality
For the survivors to deal with!
It was their biggest challenge ever...
Since a few had never traveled there before!

But for the majority who sought definition...
This discovery had the promise,
To keep them honest...
Trustworthy and accountable!

And none were ready,
For these traumatic revelations
To be experienced!
Without testing!

How would the rats react?
Some thought!

That's why a planning committee was discussed,
And developed
To initiate a feasibility study.
And ways to implement its findings.
If deemed suitable for mass consumption!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traumatic Has to Be the Reality Faced

Traumatic for many,
These days lived...
Has to be.
Especially for the ones who identified,
Their lives and self worth...
With the ability to purchase 'bling',
And other materialistic things.
With money that from them is dwindling.

Traumatic has to be the reality faced,
There is no substitute for truth that can be replaced.
Nor are there those empathetic,
Who have grown accustomed...
To finding their way on the streets to eat and sleep.
And yet those with beliefs they are above all of this,
Find themselves indebted to their beliefs...
They wish to keep.

And...
Traumatic for many,
These days lived...
Has to be.
For those who make demands as if...
Their lifestyles can be sustained,
By squeezing them...
From an economy based on credit.
That has exhausted all fantasies,
Once supporting a delusion...
There was no ending that came to a feeding of a feast.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paved Over! Cemented

What steps have you taken,
To prove that you've made them?

Are the volume of your complaints,
Stored for future documentary?

Is the importance of your disapproval,
Strong enough to withstand the winds of time?

Will minds like yours today,
Find themselves praised tomorrow?
In a collective raised contribution.
Or will that hole you dig be dug so deep in sorrow...
Be paved over!
Cemented.

And the existence you believed lived,
Has too long bee dismissed...
To be reminisced as one remembered.
By anyone assigned to research,
These mindless mundane times now experienced.

And the sacrificing of common sense,
With an absence of forgiveness...
Has becomes as mechanical,
As the expression of someone's devotion to caring.
And the only one can do to compensate for one's loss...
Is to shake one's head.

What steps have you taken,
To prove that you've made them?
To leave cemented.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God (Take 1)

(ian hunter)
God said to me "gonna kick your ass - cos all you do is ask ask ask
All that energy looking for me when Im sitting here inside you - plain to see
How I built you cell for cell gave you sights to see - gave you tales to tell
Even let you help yourself for a while - to take some weight off this busy child"
I said to God "i found you out - I know what this world is all about!"
God said "stop - dont scramble your brain - my opponents been messing you around again
See him and me are enemies and we play little games for galaxies
And hes inside you - n I am too - so here we are - just the three of you"
"oh we made mistakes - too many cards - but making human beings can be hard
A God gets tired of playing so much chess - he wishes his God would get him out of his mess"
I said to God "whats it like to die" he said "its as plain as the sea and sky
Conception was him and me and you - when your batteries fade we all just move on"
I said to God "whos winning this game - is the devil in front" he said "is that his name
You know Ive been so busy I never asked - I never looked up from this awesome task"
I said to God "whats good n bad" he said "its just something youve got to have
It dont mean nothing to us up here - but your primitive people - you gotta have fear"
I said to God "do I think for myself" he said I told you once you just help yourself
Dont forget youre composed of three, your thinking comes from him and me"
I said to God "how big are you, is there a religion - is it true
How bigs the universe - is time - the same for you as my life is to mine"
God said "if all the things that made worlds float - were all to part - then you would note
The size of him and the size of me - and thats how big we both shall be"
He said "the universe is small - just like some fortune-tellers ball
And we both sit down - and we play the game - when somebody wins it all starts again"
"theres no religion - you did that - it helps to keep your little leaders fat
Like faith n superstition stay - to help you pass the time away
But when you talk of time and life - it makes me think of circles, heights
Expansion is the clue - your dreams - are nearer than youve ever been"
"you see my little toy to think - is from two bowls of wine to drink
Dont take too much or you may drown - behave yourself - see you around...

song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Wendell Gee

Thats when wendell gee takes a tug
Upon the string that held the line of trees
Behind the house he lived in
He was reared to give respect
But somewhere down the line he chose
To whistle as the wind blows
Whistle as the wind blows, with me
He had a dream one night
That the tree had lost its middle
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
To try to hold it up
But the wire, the wire turned to lizard skin
And when he climbed inside
There wasnt even time to say
Goodbye to wendell gee
So whistle as the wind blows
Whistle as the wind blows, with me
If the wind were colors
And if the air could speak
Then whistle as the wind blows
Whistle as the wind blows

song performed by by REM
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Dismissed Fortune Tellers

Related quotes

Where Did the Whistle Blowers Go?

Thrown to Hit

Witness

What Appears Is Clearly Here

Machine Churning Above

Never Said

20% Amnesia

The Whistler

Today! !

People Are Attempting to Escape from Facts

Done Without Instructions

Whistle by Flo-Rida

Ignoring Many Hints Of Trouble

Some Days Are Diamonds

Their Biggest Challenge Ever

Traumatic Has to Be the Reality Faced

Paved Over! Cemented

God (Take 1)

Wendell Gee

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