First Time For Everything
Since time has begun...
There has been the first time for everything.
The first time for this.
The first time for that.
The first of its kind and color.
The first to arrive.
The first to leave.
The first to be born.
Like Adam and Eve.
Why it was Adam first?
Then Eve?
Even today,
That is difficult for me to perceive...
Since women are the only ones,
We believe conceive!
And trying to understand this,
With comprehension?
I ask myself...
WHY is it that so many are caught up in conflict?
Why is it...
There are those who 'still' exist,
Who can not accept...
Reality?
Even under hypnosis...
Reality for some,
Will not be induced.
No matter if it is screamed,
From a pulpit!
To reduce to something exclusive!
That's how effective,
A conditioning process.
Once that has been done...
Reality for some,
Is as controlled as what they have been told.
And we all know how potent lies are!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Does God There Us Await?
perceive the cosmos
is grounded pervaded
by mind intelligence
perceive Quantum Theory
denies the concept
reality the world
is composed of objects
whose existence
is independent
of human consciousness
quantum mechanics
facts established by
precise experiments
decrees key to reality
reality is state of mind
quantum mechanics
decrees basic components
of objects particles
electrons quarks
are not 'self-existent'
quantum physics
decrees 'ultimate reality'
exists but is not
embedded in space time
therefore in what
form reality will we exist?
beyond this life pod
illusion when we shed
body matter restraint
step outside space time
into limitless eternity
does God there us await?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Modern Eve
From rib of Adam, made was Eve
By God, as Adam lonely was;
Eve gave the apple to her mate,
And both together in haste, ate,
And banished were from Eden’s gate.
Eve brought on her a curse of God
To deliver offspring of man;
And cry for her children until
The end of world is called by God
And evil-doers, given rod.
With excess fat, less muscle pow’r,
Eve still was better Adam’s half;
And did the house-hold chores for him,
And nursed the children with great love-
A job, all men find difficult.
New problems came when Eve had tried
To share the role of Adam too;
And brought turmoil to home, work-place;
And children got neglected fast-
A blunder Eve does not relent!
Yet, Adam’s man; and Eve, woman!
Although equal in eyes of God,
And two resembled each other,
Were made with purpose different-
A truth forgot in modern world!
So, Eve was wife to Adam first;
And mothered mankind’s progeny;
And wore the garbs of sister too,
And loving daughter, grand-daughter-
Each role important in own ways.
None can imagine present world,
Without Eve’s contribution great-
Yet, plight of today’s woman stands
Terrible, horrible and sad-
Will Adams set this right at once?
The modern Eve in doldrums lies,
And cannot cope with world’s demands
Of increasing roles, but poor pay,
And sacrifice of time, priceless-
Awake to reality, Eve.
Dedicated to all women
On International Woman’s Day,2008
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-8-2008
poem by John Celes
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Mystereality
Mystereality
Its not the same game anymore
A-nor the time or the places before
You dont know, you dont know, you dont know
If you see me youll be asking
Its always take take take take take take take take
Oh reality dont fool me
No mistakes this time
Mystereality
Well really its all just promises
You know how much I hate the unforeseen
Oh dont you know
A-never never a regard for the truth
Whats the meaning of that mister r
Oh reality dont fool me
No mistakes this time
My my reality
So where did we go wrong
Have you seen just a-recently
The lengths to which weve been
Now you could say that its time
Escapes they seldom work
Oh reality dont fool me
I count on you to know
song performed by by Omd
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There is something inside us which we don't like to face up to, from which we try to protect ourselves, but which nevertheless remains, since we don't leave Earth in a state of primal innocence. We arrive here as we are in reality, and when the page is turned and that reality is revealed to us — that part of our reality which we would prefer to pass over in silence — then we don't like it any more.
quote by Stanislaw Lem
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Poised To Be Teased
Poised to be teased,
Are 'most' of the people.
The others...
Have totally blocked out reality.
Nothing remotely connected to truth,
Will these folks believe.
And...
There are those who who actually,
Prefer and seek to be deceived...
Than to accept anything,
Close to hinting ofm any reality.
And those who were bred,
To have mush for brains...
Will have nothing to do with what truth contains.
Forget introducing a thought process.
Many more accept medications,
To provide their fantasies...
Exclusive access.
Yes.
Poised to be teased,
Are 'most' of the people.
The others...
Have totally blocked out reality.
Nothing remotely connected to truth,
Will these folks believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The layman always means, when he says "reality" that he is speaking of something self-evidently known; whereas to me it seems the most important and exceedingly difficult task of our time is to work on the construction of a new idea of reality.
quote by Wolfgang Pauli
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Inevitable
Even if you don't show up,
To witness it.
Reality will still exist.
Even when you take lunch breaks,
To shop for something to wear...
For the next happy hour.
After getting your hair done...
To attract eyes that stare!
It will be there.
Reality isn't going anywhere!
Reality is not at home,
Watching soap operas.
Or preparing for you,
By taking a warm shower!
Waiting for you to arrive,
To greet you with a welcoming kiss!
Reality isn't wrapped in pretty packages,
To give to you as a gift!
Giving you the opportunity,
To dismiss it...
Because you don't like how it appears!
As it is!
Whether you are thrilled with joy.
Or sobbing in tears!
Reality doesn't care,
If it is or isn't introduced...
To produce either happiness or fear.
It already knows you will meet it,
When you are finished with receiving,
Deception dressed in a cloak that falls!
Leaving you to bite your nails...
Disbelieving the raw details of it all.
And reality will be there when you call.
Stripped naked!
Baring your flaws...
And any remnants of defenseless delusions,
You may care to address!
To initiate debate.
Or contemplate in hesitation...
To give your impression of it!
It is show and tell time!
And this it knows...
Is inevitable!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time Space Continuum
in
philosophy
thought
is not
bound
by time
age
is
not
surface
appearance
space-time
continuum
is
curved
curvature occurs
as a result
of the influence
of
mass
against
movement
in
time
detect
this
curvature
three-dimensional
beings perceive time
as a result of memory
remember
what was
as a variable
interval
from what
is now
zero memory
we could not
detect time
we
would
exist
for
each
moment
our
apparent
perception
time
as a linear
line
always
going
forward
reality
objects
exist
in
all
dimensions
time
is
nonlinear
existence
ever
changing
stream
space-time
bundles
of streams
intertwining
bundling
dispersing out
merging in
clouds voids
dense
areas
space-time
recognizable
form
perceived
on
a large
scale
God
exists
outside
time
in
eternity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Efforts to Enlighten These Charity Cases
Life is made a lot easier,
If one is on a side of it that dictates...
A reality that nature brings.
And we spend some time,
In the comprehension of it.
And still there are those,
Who make daily attempts...
In the defense of their perceptions.
With a stubborn-ness to enforce them,
On what has been accepted as reality.
Life is made a lot easier,
If one is on a side of it that dictates...
A reality that nature brings.
And we spend some time,
In the comprehension of it.
But many have no connection to life,
On that level.
Many have not been blessed,
To be challenge or tested to fail.
Or to have the experience,
Of being alone with grief.
And healing from its affects.
But many have no connection to life!
Not on that level.
And those who do...
Seem to be required to have more patience.
As if sacrificing throughout one's life,
Is not enough of a donation made...
In the support already given,
With continuous strenuous efforts...
To enlighten these charity cases.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Time As We Know It
I wish there was another process,
To approach...
To go about this.
But there isn't one as an option.
There are those awaiting,
For that right time to come.
That right time to do as one wishes,
To put off to do and get those things done.
That right time to collect,
What it is that is needed believed to perfect...
A happiness surrounded with,
An exactness to accept.
Dictated and controlled as one expects!
I wish there was another process,
To approach...
To go about this.
But there isn't one as an option.
Yet...
That right time that begins for them,
Is as elusive as promises anticipated and made.
When God gives us time,
None of it can be saved.
Nor does that time God gives,
Contemplates in hesitation waiting.
I wish there was another process,
To approach...
To go about this.
But there isn't one as an option.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Allow Reality to Teach
When your way of life...
No longer feels right,
As a way of life you once liked.
And you, your spouse...
Lovers and/or mistresses,
Neighbors, creditors, pets and friends...
Are left,
Pacing the floor of squeezed space...
And nibbling on a shared box of Keeblers'.
Your way of life,
Has been certifiably changed!
How that is explained and to who?
Depends on where those denials have been sent!
If those denials are still around,
And can be found sleeping...
In a drug induced coma?
Or alcoholed into a stupor?
They need to be awaken quick.
And removed without excusing this!
When your way of life...
No longer feels right,
As a way of life you once liked?
It's time for reality to pay a much needed visit.
And when it arrives at your doorstep knocking...
Rid yourself of charades, masquerades and 'all' pretentions.
Make sure reality is given time to feel comfortable.
And no interruptions when it speaks...
Loud and clear!
Some lessons need emergencies to be learned.
Allow reality to teach.
Or you will never again get a peaceful night's sleep.
Allow reality to teach.
Sleep on what has been taught.
Eat it to digest.
And make friends with truth.
Knowing for you this is the best...
When you allow reality to teach,
There is nothing like a mind at rest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Patience is the key to survival
Good time comes
Good time goes
Bad time comes
Time keeps changing
Euphoria in good times
Sways us from reality
We tend to be careless
Take things easy
Everything is in disarray
When bad time comes
Every moment becomes difficult
It seems it’s not going to end
We have to be calm
Patience is the key to survival
When bad time comes
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Now That It Is Shown
Whatever it is you thought it was...
Isn't.
Nor had it been.
Although you were convinced...
It would never end.
And now that it is shown,
What you believed was known...
Has gone.
You want to know what is going on.
Reality as it should be!
Had not been introduced.
Not like it is now...
For all to see.
And many are in denial...
That 'this' reality,
Is not what they expected...
To leave such an effective,
Truthfulness!
And those nourished on complete fantasy...
Believe 'reality' should be encouraged,
To approach them!
As a means to allow its acceptance!
And sickened by an exclusivity nonexistent.
'Why are they here dressed in tuxedos and furs? '
They wish to show themselves as the chosen.
And have come to impress the unconscious.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living In The Past
Isn’t it strange
That everything looks
exactly the same…
Yet It all changes
In the instant
You perceive it
That you are looking
Into the past of all
That you see
And that it’s quite
Impossible to see
What really is…
And only possible
To see what was…
In the blink of time before…
Impossible for humans
To see the difference
But the difference is there for sure
Does it matter? Not a whit!
It’s just an interesting fact
That what we think we see
And everything and everyone
that we see … has changed…
and no longer exists
Exactly as they were…
and that every second
Of every day
We exist… only in the past
And our reality
No longer exists at all
So what we see
Is only memory
Are we time travelers after all?
poem by David Whalen
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In A State
My mind is in a state
His soul all seem to do is took my fate
Well I try to be space (?)
But all the world was crushing at the gate
This time...
This time...
Reality's stroke me in-between the eyes
My mind is in a state
As everything i miss it comes to late
So I tried and disappear
To do it's only one way out of fear
This time...
This time...
Reality's stroke me between the eyes
My mind is in a state
But all I need to do is change my pace
And I know it's fear the fate
But happiness is foggin' as embrace
This time...
This time...
This time...
This time...
This time...
This time...
song performed by by Unkle
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These People Will Do Anything They Are Told
It was once told to me...
A lie is not a lie,
If the receiver of one believes.
This frees the liar to tell more of them.
And with a spreading of falsehoods...
People deceived,
Can be told anything.
And perceive what is said as reality.
And these people will do anything they are told.
Like disrespect one another.
Sold on that which divides.
And with character assassinations...
Defeat themselves with genocide.
And accept this as being brave, patriotic and bold.
As only an upright citizen can be...
Programmed and controlled on a diet of ignorance,
And facts free.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The park achieved a kind of reality. Like these virtual reality games the children are playing with. I told them we were doing this 40 years ago! Disneyland is virtual reality.
quote by John Hench
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Time and Time Again
Time and Time Again
By: Adam M. Snow
She lies gently in a bed of roses so white;
dreaming time and time again in this garden delight;
and I wonder, 'Is it me she see's in her dreams at night;
or could it be that she has found yet another light? '
Although it will come time and time again;
for us to choose love over hate and sin.
I can feel it within;
that all things must end so that anew may begin.
Time and time again I have fallen;
for my heart, she has stolen.
If only I could see her dreams within;
and soon hopefully soon, our love will begin.
So time and time again will I see her eyes so bright;
filled with our love and dreams delight;
for dark will never invade her night;
as long as I am her light.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Y.. Reality
Reality
Is dark and gloomy
But I see so much light
Reality
Is negative and bad
But I see so much goodness
Reality
Is falsehood and deceit
But I see so much honesty
Reality
is ugly and hideous
But I see so much beauty
Reality may be changing slowly
Please try to see
Take a look together with me
poem by Aufie Zophy
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Not Experienced
Deciding to finally be direct...
After years of beating around the bush,
May be a refreshing step for you.
With a mind hesitating,
In an outdated point of view.
But for those who now could care less...
What from them you expect.
Your steps taken,
To see the forest 'and' its trees...
Has left you alone,
In a reality once accepted...
As those observations,
Came then too quick.
To take as they were.
Inspect and leave.
Since for many what you perceive,
Is a reality lived,
And gone as it was believed.
What 'was' no longer exists.
Today changes have become,
Complexed.
And in these times that continue on...
You may find what's next for you too perplexed,
For someone like you...
Who's not experienced in being direct.
You will find that reality you have has gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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