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Euphorically Speaking

What strategies do I maintain,
To keep my peace of mind effortlessly kept?
Hmmm...
Good question!

I make sure praying all day is part of my routine.
You see...
I must beg forgiveness with a consistentness,
Continually.

If I sense I am going to be offended,
By redundancy that surrounds my steps.
I manage to somehow,
See those who do it stripped naked.
Yes!

I no longer feel then I tolerate my environment.
I look forward to seeing how much of it I can touch!
Euphorically speaking, of course.
And divorced I am from all disappointment.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Allowed This Disappointment

Hmmm,
Let's see!
If I am disappointed.
And you say,
You are disappointed.
And here we are listening,
To them express their disappointment.
Who allowed this disappointment,
To get 'this' disappointing?

'That's a good question!
Maybe those we elected to represent us,
Misunderstood it was not our disappointment...
We elected them to represent.
But instead...
To find solutions for the reasons 'why',
We were disappointed in the first place.'

You may have a point.
None of us really agreed to be freed of disappointment.
And we keep electing those to represent,
The best of our disappointments.
And this has never been what any of us wanted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wonder

Is it a phase that we all go through
Or does it affect just one or two?
That we see- yet we are blind
That we hear- yet we do not listen
That we touch-yet we do not feel
Hmmm- I wonder
That we love- yet do not show that emotion
That we cry- yet not shed a tear
That we laugh-yet pain inside
Hmmm- I wonder
That we live- yet we are dying
That we fill our stomachs-yet empty inside
That we walk or run-yet stand still
Hmmm- I wonder
That our minds are open-yet it’s closed
That all of this makes sense to you
Hmmm- I wonder

poem by Louis Rams
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Naked Without You

What have I done I broke your heart
Now theres no sun just cold and dark
Without your smile I cant laugh
Without you baby Im just a half
I didnt know just what I had
I didnt know Id feel this bad
But I feel
Naked without you
I feel naked without you
I feel naked without you
What have I done I broke a vow
Now Im the one whos crying now
Without your touch I cant feel
Without forgiveness I cant heal
Nobody else can take your place
And if I dont see your angel face
I feel
Naked without you
Im still cray about you
I feel naked without you
I hurt the one who really loved me
Dont look at me
I feel ugly
Im naked without you ohhhhhhh
Im so tired but I cant sleep
I threw away a love so deep
Im naked without you repeat

song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Judas

My apprenticeship to learn about your muse is from your great sense of humour,
But let us beg for forgiveness from those we've offended on this earth;
For you are like my thoughts and my feelings,
And i will do anything for you my sweet Judas.

Part of my growth is painted with your muse,
Because i am in love with you!
But let us beg for the forgiveness from those we've offended on this earth,
For you are like my thoughts and my feelings on this earth!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It makes sense

When controversy surrounds
and things blow out of proportion
remember,
that tranquility still makes sense

When tension surrounds
and mind gets exhausted
remember,
that patience still makes sense

When mystery surrounds
and logic takes a backseat
remember,
that reality still makes sense

When laughter surrounds
and the vox gets too loud
remember,
that silence still makes sense

When darkness surrounds
and the heart gets out of rhythm
remember,
that hope still makes sense

poem by Deependra Kumar Jha
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The Creeping Is Of No Intent to Scare

I must warn you that the creeping,
Is of no intent to scare.
I must also say the creaking heard,
On the stairs...
Are from lack of use.
No need to glare at imagined steps...
No one through thin air will be produced.

Relax.
Enjoy.
Would you like a bit of light?
Or a sip of homemade juice.
Hmmm?
Forgive the darkness of my home.
I prefer to view you with my natural eyesight.
Before you are left,
Alone.
Just for a few moments.

Would you like to slip into something more comfortable?

'Yeah!
My car.
It's right outside.
C-ya.
You did say your were eccentric!
But this...
Is too much of a nervous visit.

What in the 'hell' is THAT? '

Why do you wish to leave...
So,
Abruptly?

Prudence?
Prudence?
Where are you?

Did you rub up against,
The leg of our guest?

*Meeeooowww.*

Why are you so naughty?
Hmmm?
Did you detect homophobia?

*Meeeooowww.*

NO?
Then what else could it have been?
No more than ten minutes here,
With me was spent.
Should I or should I not,
Feel offended?
Hmmm...
Perhaps a fear of bats,
Quickened the exit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wow! That's An 'Ouch

It has been said,
I do not fully understand...
The scope of my creations.

As if there is an approval of sorts,
Suspended by suspicion.
And checkmated in debate.

And it is unbelieved,
That the architect...
Apparently me,
Is conscious enough to recognize
His own designs.
Which indeed are mine.

Thus far...
I am feeling fine and conscious.

So I discover myself,
In the midst of incredible awe at times.
Trying to conceive others perceive me,
To lack an understanding of my own work.
Or,
What I've been doing for most of my life.
Has been accomplished without my consciousness.

Wow!
That's an 'ouch'.
I am THAT detached from what I'm about! ?

'Hmmm...should I be offended? '

Now that would easily make a good name,
For a game show!

'Should I get offended? ... For one thousand dollars,
Alex! '

These are the same folks,
Who had proclaimed me dysfunctionally freaked out.
With a flair to be eccentric and ghetto estranged.
You know,
One of those lofty types?
Blazing with ambition and drive.
And considered rich with intelligence.
Yet weak in depth.
Although strong in delusional imagination.
But making few forward moving impressive steps.

Well...
I can not say I am not having fun!
Doing what I do,
With such an evaluation that is done.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Disappearing Act

If I have offended you,
That can only mean one thing!
You chose to enforce an impression on me.
With a familiar disrespect,
That is a part of your life without self reflection.

And if I offended you,
I've seen what you do too much.
And folks like you out of touch,
With an absorption of self?
I don't like.

Although I may not say that.
My disappearing act should express it!
You will not test my peace of mind.
Doing it I do not suggest,
One bit.
And if you find that offensive,
I do not give a...

'To those who know what I am saying?
You know what I am saying!
There is no point in explaining.
Some folks can agitate the evil out of others.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Redundancy Enjoyed

'...i began to discover these scenes,
and repetitious themes in my mind.
as if there was a permanency i would miss,
if they did not exist!
i had to break away to find another way,
to revitalize misspent energies.
if i did not...
a darkness allowed would descend,
from clouds i seeded.
did i need that?
did i wish my steps to continue to wet,
and soak in rain?
or did i want to feel sunshine...
without complaints,
sitting quick to pick...
effortlessly...
with no achievement gained.
to leave me to sift through conflicts i'd woo! '

Many are still straddling the fence.
Trying to make sense,
Of relentless nonsense.
Easily found...
With an ignorance 'cloned',
And often clowned!

Of course,
This 'resourcefulness' has been there
For quite sometime.
Seeking explanations to define...
Why such stunted satisfactions,
Leaving the uninvolved feeling fine!

Many witness and approve...
Undo welcomed visits with grief.
As if in competition...
To seek a life that's 'pleathered',
And goldleaf!

Nothing genuine or original is sought.
Especially if it takes,
A mind that stretches with fresh thoughts!

There is a redundancy enjoyed...
Locked inside these shallow boxes.
Sitting or pacing in trots,
Are those daily out foxed.
Thrilled to hop scotch...
Through obnoxious pity plots!
There is a redundancy enjoyed...
Locked inside these shallow boxes.
And applying a fresh coat of pettiness,
In a cycle to achieve...
An exposed nothingness believed correct,
And perfected!

Many are still straddling the fence.
Trying to make sense,
Of relentless nonsense.
Easily found...
And with an ignorance 'cloned',
In a desperation clowned.

Joking until the last door to them is closed...
Knocking only then with a seriousness,
To begin again on paths chosen to walk.
With intention and not pretense,
That came and stalked.
Decades ago...
When these movements of purpose,
Should and did then
Without cloak or daggered mystery to expose!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peace Will Come

(e) i'm praying for the day, when the (a) whole wide world can say,
That this (e) cruel war it is (b7) o'er,
And the (e) boys who are gone, start their (a) long journey home,
Oh i'm (e) praying for the (b7) day when peace will (e) come.
When the black clouds roll away, and the skies are bright and gay,
And the guns are silent once more,
And the bombs no longer fly, from the planes up in the sky,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Oh there's mother and dad, don't you know they'll be so glad,
To see their son's coming home,
This old world will rock with joy, for that freedom loving boy,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Sweethearts and wives so dear, who have waited for that year,
For their loved ones to return,
This old world will be so gay, on that great and happy day,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.

song performed by by Hank Williams
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A Natural Woman

(gerry goffin, carole king, jerry wexler)
Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Looking out on the morning rain i used to feel uninspired
And when i knew i'd have to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired
Before the day i met you life was so unkind
Your love was the key to my peace of mind
'cause you make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
When my soul was in the lost and found
You came along to claim it
I didn't know just what was wrong with me
'till your kiss helped me name it
Now i'm no longer doubtful of what i'm living for
'cause if i make you happy i don't need to do more
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
Oh, baby, what you've done to me! (what you've done to me!)
You make me feel so good inside (good inside)
And i just want to be (want to be) close to you
You make me feel so alive!
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural, natural woman
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural, natural woman
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural, woman, a natural woman

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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(You Make Me Feel Like A) Natural Woman

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Barenaked

Do you ever have that dream
where you're walking naked down the street
and everyone just stares
Do you ever feel so deep
that you speak your mind
to put others straight to sleep
You wonder if anybody cares
Sometimes I think I'm the only one
whose day turned out unlike it had begun

And I feel bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day

You ever go downstairs to start your day
but your car's not there
Yeah you know the joke's on you
You ever try your luck with a pickup line
But you just sucked
You tell yourself it wasn't you
And I know it's hard to hold it inside
It's days like these I run and hide

When I feel bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day

It's all a state of mind
but I don't mind trying to find a way
to keep my head above the mess I make
what the world creates
sometimes it feels so good to let it all fall
as the world fall
I may fall
we all may fall
and then the world comes tumbling
down down down down down

I'm bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day

When I feel .. feel (bare naked) .. feel
When I feel ..
Yeah no no no ..

song performed by by Jennifer Love Hewitt from Barenaked
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Melodramatic

No?
You are NOT a comedian?
But I must admit...
Much in your life you regard as serious,
I find hysterical.
And it doesn't make you crack a smile either?
How you manage to tolerate the same BS,
Day after day with a straight face is funny!
And you are serious too! ?
That IS a good routine...
But stop it!
Use that shuffle you do in the beginning...?
Put that towards the middle,
And that sad drooping face at the end!
Your neighbors are using your material,
As well.
My sides are splitting!
You all should take this act on the road.
Update it.
But adding more clowns is not a good idea!
And blaming the ringmaster...
Makes for good theater.
However,
This circus you're in could use a bit more cheer!
It's great stuff though!
Your purpose to attract empathy,
Is really too melodramatic...
And your audience will not find that clear!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stripped

Come with me
Into the trees
We'll lay on the grass
And let the hours pass
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Let's get away
Just for one day
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Metropolis
Has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes
I taste when we kiss
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Where everything's ours
For a few hours
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you make decisions,without your television
Let me hear you speaking just for me
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you speaking just for me
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you crying just for me

song performed by by Scooter
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Process 1

History can not be rewritten nor is absolution an absolute cure
Man's reason and purpose is to protect the innocent and the pure
The raising of children belong in the family not to an amateur.

Life is much more than just the passing of earthly or spatial time
It is the legacy we leave our children who are the fruit of our vine
Go give and leave them images of value and virtue for their minds.

Children are invited to come and contribute whenever they can
To know life's purpose and reason is the union of woman and man
The mind of a child needs to be challenged so they can understand.

The children are no longer our children when they leave the home
To carry forward and give to their children who are really a loan
The capacity to ask questions; for all answers come from their dome.

Sense's, intellect and questions, the basis for most human thought
The family home is where answers are given before they are sought
A child needs a safe, protected environment, in which to be taught.

The continuity, salvation and redemption of those here and to come
In the hands of all God's children for through them their will be done
Humanity is singular and exclusive and their gender is two not one.

All children filled with the energy of life and an unfettered mind
To have their time of peace to play, question and eventually find
To participate in life with good purpose and reason and never resign.

The children can move our world forward and even far beyond
Always to be; think; and acknowledge; mankind's most common bond
We on earth to to come together and teach our children to get along.

From the beginning to the end all on earth can be for naught
If the children refuse to participate and grow, all will be lost
A shared responsibility to question, listen and all signs to watch.

poem by chuck Hurley
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To Feel Freed

Escaped from fear to make decisions.
No longer in doubt,
I can and will have happiness...
Inside and out.
It is clear my needs are important to me.
And whether others are agreeable...
I have walked away from that wish to please.

Free with a peace of mind I sought.
Realizing 'that' piece of peace,
I could not have bought...
To have it released.
Letting go and leaving behind,
Anxieties that tensed with no sense...
That kept me sitting on fences,
With defenses I made!
I could no longer stay that way...
In shaded indecision.

I had to ignore,
What others had to say.
And I listened with deep thought!
A craving increased,
My need to obey.
Regardless of opinions...
That may have caused my steps delayed!
To flee from insecurities,
Within me beginning to fade.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Familiar With the Routine of It

People who inflict pain on others,
Do not feel the intensity of it.
But they are quick to seek
A forgetting in one's forgiveness.
And relying upon that happening...
To ease the guilt of their transgressions.

They have become too familiar with the routine of it.
And the sincerety has long been missing from their eyes!
Why do they wonder in surprise...
That a peace of mind as described,
Has never been their experience?
Nor comes to comfort them in their darkness!
Something that eludes them.
This 'peace' rumored to exist in minds!
They can not pay for it...
Even if they wished!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Outside Enclosed Fences

It takes curiosity,
To break free from restricting limits.
It takes a willingness to investigate,
One's difference continually mentioned.
With a hunger to comprehend,
Why are those programmed with mindsets...
Affixed to conditions and quick to defend them

When many are observed to be accepting,
Of rituals affecting them but making less sense.
And those addicted to this environment,
Become offended by the ones...
With experiences outside enclosed fences.
More obvious it is...
Are these acts of self-defeat fed to feed to addict.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Love This Bar

We got winners,
We got losers,
Chain-smokers and boozers,
We got yuppies,
We got bikers,
We got thirsty hitch-hikers,
And the girls next store dress-up like movie stars.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.
We got cowboys,
We got truckers,
Broken-hearted fools and suckers,
And we got hustlers,
We got fighters,
Early-birds and all-nighters,
And the veterans talk about their battle scars.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.
I love this bar,
It's my kind of place,
Just walkin through the front door,
Puts a big smile on my face,
It ain't too far,
Come as your are.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.
I've seen short skirts,
We've got high-techs,
Blue-collared boys and rednecks,
And we got lovers,
Lots of lookers,
I've even seen dancing girls and hookers.
And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar. (Yes I do)
Toby: I like my truck.
Crowd: I like my truck.
Toby: And I like my girlfriend.
Crowd: I like my girlfriend.
Toby: I like to take her out to dinner, I like a movie now and then.
But I love this bar,
It's my kind of place,
Just toein around the dance floor,
Puts a big smile on my face,
No cover charge,
Come as you are.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I just love this old bar.

song performed by by Toby Keith
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Euphorically Speaking

Related quotes

Who Allowed This Disappointment

I Wonder

Naked Without You

Judas

It makes sense

The Creeping Is Of No Intent to Scare

Wow! That's An 'Ouch

My Disappearing Act

A Redundancy Enjoyed

Peace Will Come

A Natural Woman

(You Make Me Feel Like A) Natural Woman

Barenaked

Melodramatic

Stripped

Process 1

To Feel Freed

Familiar With the Routine of It

Outside Enclosed Fences

I Love This Bar

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