Don't Take It Personally
Here's a scoop,
For those who have been duped.
Don't take it personally.
People who do this have no idea,
You may be among the few...
Who are aware of what they do.
And you are not blind,
To what they pursue!
With an awakened consciousness,
Here is what truth will prove...
Know they represent your environment.
And If I were you,
I'd assess the others living in it...
To see if there are signs,
Of a collective mindset...
That embraces a thought process,
That anyone possesses.
And this has not yet...
Been considered a crime.
And be cautious to what it is you exchange,
With anyone who seems 'sane' of mind!
Some folks have lips like leaking faucets.
Here's a scoop,
For those who have been duped.
Don't take it personally.
People who do this have no idea,
You may be among the few...
Who are aware of what they do,
With an awakened consciousness.
However...
This is suggested!
Do not become suspected,
Of over using your point of view.
To then become publicly detected,
Of making attempts to walk tall...
With bright and unclouded eyes.
That are able to see through masquerade.
Or charades that are disguised.
Or those 'promised' opened doors,
Will suddenly slam close.
To then have you 'tarred and feathered'.
Or even perhaps fire hosed!
Or both.
Vicious are those who become exposed.
You have then to 'them' become the enemy.
One that has discovered a secret perceived,
No one sees.
A discovery of witnessing them...
And theirs and most of their kin,
As deceiving thieving busy bees.
Here's a scoop,
For those who have been duped.
Don't take it personally.
Those who believe themselves superior,
Have labelled you a fool!
Just be cool about it.
And observe and notice what real fools do.
Someday this may be of benefit to you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Broke Their 'Image' Rule!
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
To be nice.
And polite.
But the people you baited,
Decided...
They wanted to see,
That side that fights.
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
To be nice.
And polite.
But the people rated,
You much too light!
And they decided,
Amongst themselves to fight!
Whatever that was you had eroded...
Those warm shoulders to freeze cold.
Whatever that was you showed them, molded.
And corroded your bold hold.
You've been demoted,
To a warting toad.
Now the people want you scolded...
For what they chose you sold!
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
To be nice.
And polite.
But the people you baited,
Decided...
They wanted to see,
That side that fights.
Now...
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
Now...
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
You broke their 'image' rule!
And for them that is not cool...
At all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Think Of So Many Other Things
If you have awakened to discover,
Something you now realize has not been true.
Wouldn't that be for you to address?
And not for someone else to undo?
Isn't that 'your' discovery?
Aren't you the one that has been duped?
What do you expect to be revealed?
You believe everything that is told to you?
If you have awakened to discover,
Something you now realize has not been true.
Just think of so many other things,
You have yet come to question but accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scoop
You have been duped.
Hoodwinked, smokedscreened...
Like a substitute expected for caffeine.
Or a diet that's sugar free!
But your hips are spreading so wide?
And anxiety has you licking the rim of your cup!
It's like believing one week's worth of exercise,
Will make you look either like Will Smith...
Or Brad Pitt.
Maybe Angelina Jolie...
With those fine kissable lips!
Hey...
What about Halle Berry?
Or...
Both!
Or all!
And you run into Janet Jackson,
With Diddy doing backflips!
Here's the scoop...
You have been duped.
Your way of life you are demanding be returned...
'Right this moment, or else! ? '
Has about as much affect,
As my desire to see gorillas doing the hula.
Or someone in Washington, D.C.
Actually representing you and your wellbeing!
Or...mine!
Excuse me...
I'm trying to hold myself!
To keep from shaking.
I don't want you to interpret by hysterical laughter,
As a sign of disrespect!
But I will share this with you!
If you close your eyes...
And click your heels three times,
Not only will you get home...
With one stop made to Kansas,
To say hello to Auntie Em.
You will arrive to find Santa there,
Nestled.
Curled up under your Christmas Tree.
With cookies he baked just for you!
And that is about as close to reality,
As you have been allowed to get...
These past 16 years!
'Kinda' waaaaay out of touch.
And hopefully,
The detoxing that comes this November...
Will not be too traumatic!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Would Be Devastating
How is he preparing for the next debate?
'That's hard for us to determine,
As of this date.'
Why?
'Well...
He's great during our practice sessions.
To make sure the public is informed.
But somehow he is still not convinced,
That eliminating the facts to use against his opponent...
Is not the way to win.'
What do you think is behind his strategy?
'We have no clue.
But hopefully he will realize...
The people have become fantasized,
By the image his opponent presents.
And using the facts as truth to prove,
To the people they have been duped...
Is what he has to do! '
I wonder if it would be to his benefit,
If he chose to expose to the people...
He was fluent in the speaking of Chinese?
And if he is not re-elected...
The Chinese will demand immediate payment,
Of those trillions of dollars...
They have invested in keeping us all delusioned.
'We have already suggested that.
But during the last conference we had with Big Bird,
A different tactic is guaranteed to awaken all the people.
You see...
The opponent has no idea,
How powerful Sesame Street really is.'
You don't think he is prepared to use Big Bird's recommendations,
As his secret weapon?
'Not only do I think he is going to use Big Bird.
But the entire cast of Sesame Street.'
That would be devastating for any opponent,
If he decided to do so.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As They Prepare And Await
As they prepare and await to have a confrontation,
Those who have been aware of this...
Have paid them no attention.
None that threatens,
Other motivated intentions.
So they continue to pretend,
Not to notice them.
And since there is a higher consciousness involved,
Those wishing to dissolve their hidden insecurities...
Prove they are clueless,
As to what they should do next...
To further undermine themselves with an undressing,
Of their immaturity and limitations they can not leave.
At least to keep protected from an obviousness.
'What are they doing over there? '
~The obvious.~
'But shouldn't 'they' be aware of it? '
~Yes.
They should.
But apparently not from our point of view.~
'I have an idea.'
~What is it? ~
'Let's pretend with hints we are concerned.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Observation
Do not think you have used me without my knowledge.
Or that my silence is a sign of approval to be duped.
I have been aware of your activities,
The moment you began your snooping...
With a degarding of me you wish to succeed.
Why you have chosen me to proceed with misdeeds,
Has become a standard you value.
I waste no time with those who are fools.
However,
In that moment you began to degrade my efforts...
Was the beginning of your slide downhill.
I always tell those I don't know...
Be careful who you disrespect.
The power of the mind is a power undefined...
When one chooses to use it,
In ways unsuspected!
When ignorance is detected.
'The mind is a terrible thing to waste'
Is much more than a cliché just spoken.
Those who know that are patient!
Those who know that are elated.
Knowing who is on the list,
To receive a payback!
And it happens without fail,
For the one who prevails!
And seeks comprehension,
With a higher consciousness not mentioned.
And the use of observation that decreases tension!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Their Faith Will Prove To Be?
We all lack
knowledge
of God.
Aspects
of God's
personality
are described
in the Bible.
We have
no idea
what your
knowledge
of God is
only God
can know
how any
individual
will act
in response
to conditions
of extreme
stress
what their
faith will
prove
to be
in such
situations
this is self
explanatory
therefore
why do
you interpret
personally?
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
The original draft stream of consciousness source of this poem is ‘What Their Faith Will Prove To Be? : Stream Of Consciousness’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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That Which Possesses My Life
It has been 24 years now,
That I decided to leave behind...
Every possession I had collected,
And had owned.
To be of comfort to someone else.
I had did this before,
Back in 1969.
For a similar reason,
That has blessed me...
With tremendous insight.
And I do..I can understand 'why',
People cling tightly onto what they possess.
It connects them with their existence to life.
And I am glad I've discovered...
I am life!
Not 'that' which I possess.
I awakened with a consciousness to that revelation.
And...
THAT which possesses 'my' life,
Awards me for expressing my gratefulness.
And so blessed I am to be aware of this connection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A lot of people out there pay good lip service to the idea of personal freedom... right up to the point that someone tries to do something that they don't personally approve of.
quote by Neal Boortz
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To Manage Handled Scandals
Some handle scandals,
Like they've had them before!
As if to manage handled scandals.
I wont leave my house,
Until I check the back door.
And blow out all the candles,
To lock up safe and to feel secured.
I like a romantic atmosphere.
But with someone that's free of scandal.
A sip of wine with candlelight appearing near.
On a one on one...
That's all I can handle.
Discussing private business,
In the midst of close friends...
Invites the whispering of lips,
Or two.
If any two wish happiness,
They should...
Keep other people distant.
Since people have a tendency to snoop,
And move...
Scandalized unproven scoop,
As they choose.
People have a tendency to snoop,
And move...
Scandalized unproven scoop,
As they choose.
Discussing private business in a group,
Is old news.
But no one wishing happiness,
Should invite gossip.
Since...
People have a tendency to snoop,
And move...
Scandalized unproven scoop,
As they choose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Objective knowledge, the idea of unity included, belongs to objective consciousness. The forms which express this knowledge when perceived by subjective consciousness are inevitably distorted and, instead of truth, they create more and more delusions. With objective consciousness it is possible to see and feel the unity of everything. But for subjective consciousness the world is split up into millions of separate and unconnected phenomena. Attempts to connect these phenomena into some sort of system in a scientific or philosophical way lead to nothing because man cannot reconstruct the idea of the whole starting from separate facts and they cannot divine the principles of the division of the whole without knowing the laws upon which this division is based.
quote by G.I. Gurdjieff
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Are You Serious?
What you believe was available,
To have at your discretion...
Has expired its shelf life.
And has depleted all of your misconceptions.
Not only is it not accessible...
It was not there to exist for you,
In the first place.
Who prepares your delusions?
Do not take what I say to you personally...
But there are more than a few of your brain cells missing!
'I'm not suppose to take that personally?
That's not very kind of you to say.'
That depends.
Do you have a consciousness that comprehends?
Able to digest...
And understand when something is meant to offend?
'I guess I do! '
Well...
When the fool in you stops guessing,
Perhaps your questions will find answers...
Delivered.
And you will know then which ones are brutely direct!
'Oh!
Okay.
So...
You don't like me?
Is that what you're saying?
There is no chance for you and I,
Just to have sex?
It's not like we have to have a relationship.
Or anything like that!
Just sex.
I wont take that personal.'
Do you see that truck speeding towards us?
'Yes.'
Jump in front of it!
'Are you serious?
Naw!
Are you? '
Naw!
Seriously...
Are you? '
Anything to remove an idiot from my vision.
'You real funny!
So...no?
Or yes,
To the sex.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Composition Of An Atmosphere
Is the importance of being aware with a consciousness,
To share with those afraid and scared to death of it...
Beneficial?
These questions and more can be observed and explored,
Just taking a casual walk around one's environment.
What is important to some and not to others,
Can be debated in prolonged arguments.
But what exists and obviously sits as seen...
Many will claim not to notice it at all.
While others seek escapes from it,
To claim to have no interest if not entertained.
Although what effects the entire environment...
The majority will see no connection as it affects,
The composition of an atmosphere and its entirety!
Is the importance of being aware with a consciousness,
To share with those afraid and scared to death of it...
Beneficial?
Well...
That depends on what side of the street,
One has a preference and chooses to walk on.
'Why should I care about what's going on over there?
I'm not getting paid to do it.
And if I do...
I 'may' attempt to get others involved.
That would be my civic duty to then express my concerns.
I am focused on that which is specific and exclusive,
To the enhancement of my own interests.
Which I 'hope' I am making apparent.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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No New Booty Will Be Oopsed
So many people find it hard at night to sleep.
With a feeling they've been duped away,
From a loop loosened...
Someone else has coped to scooped.
And left by a lover,
Creeping to be with another sneaky sleaze.
And there they are...
Living with a distant lover.
Who should not be so distant,
But there to be home with them undercover.
Knowing there is another,
Sharing that lover!
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.
So many people find it hard at night to sleep.
And left by a lover,
Creeping to be with another sneaky sleaze.
But...
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Cares
They stand and look at things
with their eyes closed tight.
They claim to see just what others don’t,
branding someone a liar and deceiver.
Sadly, they are the ones
who deceive themselves all the time.
Who worries if someone uses a different name
whenever they sit down to write?
I personally don’t.
Who cares if they make up an age they want to be.
I personally don’t.
Who cares if they exaggerates
about what they may or may not have done.
I personally don’t care.
Everyone no matter who they are
wants to be someone different at sometime or other,
and there is nothing wrong in that.
Just so long at the end of it,
they are happy in their own way.
I have no quarrel
with what anyone does
and I don’t think
anyone else should do neither.
1 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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The right to private property meant at the same time the right and duty to be personally concerned about your own well-being, to be personally concerned about your family's income, to be personally concerned about your future. This is hard work.
quote by Mikhail Khodorkovsky
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Sustained and Embraced as If Tradition
Who am I to call the mindless pitiful?
Or refer to their lack of sense,
As having a uselessness.
Afterall...
Their use is most effective.
And their needs are marketed quite well.
Their purpose is to prevent progress of all kinds.
Including those who have some kind of mind to be used.
But clearly can not!
In an environment of self abusers.
Since a suspected thought connecting,
Would mean a forward movement.
With an awakening witnessed.
And it is advantageous to keep people like this...
As far away from the thinking process.
To instill the quality and purchase of BS,
Has made an affect as a broadcasted major event!
With a certainty it is supported as well as maintained.
And this indoctrination...
Ladies and gentlemen,
Is as religious as a movement can get.
Sustained and embraced as if tradition.
As all are duped,
On the politicing of religion and its comfort...
To twist innocent minds to uphold distorted beliefs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At Risk
At risk?
Those of an expressed intelligence.
And feeling it is shown,
To those known wishing to have it suppressed.
At risk...
These times not only suspected terrorists threat.
Those with a detected consciousness,
Have been witnessed to have the best affect...
Upon those who have slept.
But now have awakened.
And at risk is a conformity,
Opened eyes dare to break.
And from it willfully shakened.
With a more uplifted,
And respected patrioticness reflected.
That removes a need for greatness to be debated...
When again it is felt and not degraded.
By overrated propaganda...
At risk of being unbelieved as an achievement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Impersonal Third Person Invitations
I've never been into,
Impersonal third person invitations.
With expectations that I participate,
In the enjoyment of activities.
I believe if someone wants me,
To appear in their environment personally...
At least that wish to me 'personally',
Should from them be extended.
'You didn't show.
And we expected you.'
I didn't receive from 'you' an invitation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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