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Foolishness That's Lived

A shallow mind,
Will always find...
Depth,
An exception.
With not a thought to have as a weapon.
And not a comprehension to come too soon.

Shallow minds!
Will always find...
Depth an exception.
And running on emptiness,
Of meaning.
To leave foolishness more room!

A shallow mind,
Will always find...
Depth,
An exception.
With not a thought to have as a weapon.
And not a comprehension to come too soon.
While running on an emptiness of meaning.
To feel enlightened,
That a foolishness that's lived...
Will welcome more room!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can you look beyond the shallow

Can you look beyond the shallow?
To find a deeper meaning which is true.
Can you look beyond the shadows?
To find a philosophy for you
Can you find hope in times of madness?
to bring you through your despair
can you find strength and guidance
in the books over there
can you find faith
in actions good works and deeds done
can you find solace when the game is lost and not won
can keep both eyes open
when others with prejudice are opposed
can you find meaning where there seems to be none or it is supposed
, then my friend you’ll never lose and the battle will be half won.
For how we perceive and what we believe
Makes us whole
a heart that looks beyond the shallow
will find what it looks for it will find its goal.

poem by Daniel Hooks
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Short

The depth of life
The length thereof
The depth of a life
The years thereof
The depth of your life
The distance from your first wisp of
Earth's worried air of
Life to the finish line of
A life well lived or of
One which was spent waiting for
The future which may or may not
Hold you in it for
Today is given you to
Make all the difference you can and to
Smell all the flowers you can and to
Love as deeply as you can and to
Let laughter break some ribs and to
Let rain drown your tears and to
Give yourself away and to
Worship as truly as you can and to
Leave your worries in yesterday then
Do the things fear won't let you do then
Say the things that matter most then
Do the things you haven't done then
Do the things you have to do and then
Give a life a meaning
Find life's meaning
Hidden in love's meaning
And your life meaning
Breathing in God's meaning
And pick up a book of meanings
To check the short meaning
Of short and find that that's the
Aching distance from the
First intake of air to the
Last release of the same.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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No Incentive to Capture a Fresh Thought

There is so much that people miss.
So much that 'skips' their understanding.
No exploration of thought,
Brings to them full comprehension.
No mental stimulation is going on in their minds.
The world is defined by them...
As it has been delivered.

There is so much that people miss.
So much emptiness exists,
Between their ears.
Conditioned to be limited,
And from that they view
Is the sum total of their lives!
Some have committed suicide...
That's how shallow their egos felt inside!

There is so much that people miss.
Debating it in mindless arguments...
Makes no sense when that is witnessed.
Attempting to sway one's way with another...
Seems to be likened to a dog chasing its tail.
Or running after cars!
There is a need...
But what is that need feeding?

There is so much that people miss.
So much about 'this'...
This life!
They leave to go unadventured!
With no incentive to capture a fresh thought!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Willingness to Eat What Is Sweetened

By the time they realize,
Their shallow posterings have no affect.
And those impressed,
Have equalled their qualified lack of depth.
May they and those who followed them,
Come one day to confess and request...
Never to let anyone of limited consciousness,
Again find within them...
A willingness to eat what is sweetened and given,
So quickly.
To leave them both addicted and paralyzed,
Without integrity, purpose, motivation or thought!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Out Of My Depth

Out of my depth
Lost in the air
Falling faster
Like a broken elevator
Out of my depth
Lost in the dark
Waiting for the other shoe
To come down hard
I cannot communicate
Like I wish I could
I do not deal with my problems
Like I know I should
I am out of my depth
I am out of my league
Watching everything...just
Slip away from me
Something bad is
going to happen
I can feel it deep inside
There are shadows
all around me
Like a bad moon on the rise
I am in over my head
I am in too deep here
over my head
I guess I should keep my
opinions to myself
I guess I am out of my depth
Out of my depth
Right from the start
I feel like I was born
With an invisible heart
Out of my depth
Seems like everyday
I can't find the words
To make the good things
Come my way
I feel like I am faking it
I feel like I am wrong
I feel like I'm a guest
...like I just do not belong
I am out of my depth
Every single day
I just cannot find the words
To make my monsters go away
Something bad is
going to happen
I can feel it deep inside
There are shadows
all around me
Like a bad moon on the rise
I am in too deep here
over my head
I should seek
some professional help
Because I'm out of my depth
Yes, I'm out of my depth
And I am slowly going
out of my mind
Oh, go away
Make them go away
Someday I know
I will make them go away
Make them go away
Make them go away
Someday I know...I will make
my monsters go away
I am in over my head
I should seek
some professional help
I should keep my
opinions to myself
I guess I am out of my depth
I am out of my depth
Yes, I am slowly going
out of my mind

song performed by by Everclear
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Welcomed Into the Family of Comprehension

Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.

Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.

What hand reaching out to shake,
Does not support that?
What prolonged heartbreak,
Would stay wallowing in sorrow?
To borrow an excuse,
Or a chance not to view agony?
Close up and into a tear stained face.
You should not want that reflecting...
Everywhere,
And in every face you see.
Denial is the most contagious disease!
Everywhere,
And in every face you see.
Denial is the most contagious disease!

No thing is detached,
That keeps an attraction from coming back.
Something is attached to that.
And seriously repeated.

When done,
The meaning of that purpose...
Should not go misunderstood!
Like selling one 'pot' who requested 'crack'.
An end should come to that.
When the mind gets that whacked out.
And chained to keep one remaining unchanged.

If it does because of ignorance declared delicious?
That can be forgiven, allowed and forgotten.
We all have had our cravings.
However...
If it does come from an intention reeking in deceit?
That can be considered a good cause,
Some some severe cussing out!
And some folks have earned their cussing out,
Those deserving it...
Rights!

And some folks can be sadistic about it!
You can not cuss them out enough!
There are a number of them to unionize.

Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.

If it does come from an intention meant?
That can be shallow, obvious...
And an absence of common sense.
And an absence of it is more common than not!
If one ain't got it!
And an intention done lacking sense,
Wastes too much time.

Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Substitute of Meat

What process is this,
If it is not a learning one?
What process is this,
If comprehension isn't done?

Wasted sagas are meaningless,
And shallow.
Do nothing there to uplift.
Although,
A purpose to keep mentalities narrow...
And quite hollow does succeed.

What process is this,
If it is not a learning one?
What process is this,
If comprehension isn't done?

And what purpose is served,
By keeping minds fed dessert...
In substitute of meat.
We already witness the disadvantages,
Of too much sugar and spice.
Leaving sweetened appetites in our streets,
Without substance to nourish!
With all taxes increased.

'Meat?
I thought you were vegetarian? '

Meat for the mind,
Fool!

'I'll have you know,
I am a qualified imbecile...
Thank you!
Any references declaring me to be a fool,
I find appalling and offensive.'

There is 'something' about that to be admired.
Perhaps that's why it captivates.
And nothing about your situation advances.
It's soooo...
Impressively expressive.
And excuses an accepted abuse!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lost Within Themselves

Lost within themselves.
Those living between one extreme,
To the other.
Those who feel to accomplish,
Means to be seen.
And partaking in everything...
That gives them a social status.

Shallow though the importance,
It still delivers in their minds...
Depth and meaning!
To be 'among'
Who themselves get nothing done!

Lost within themselves.
And that which is for them achieved,
Has to come to them as a compliment.
Since they believe they are the ones...
To bless others by what they do,
Without seeking approval or agreement...
Or from anyone consent.

These folks feel entitled.
Instead of receiving a spanking...
They had been lectured to about life!

They live their lives for attention only,
And weak they are to deliver deeds...
With content.
Lost within themselves!
And absent of a concrete identity that is shown!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Is Precious

This is precious.
And, the freshest yet.
The surface is golden,
With more of it...
In it's depth!
Yeah.

This is precious.
And, the freshest yet.
The surface is golden,
With more of it...
In it's depth!
Yeah.

People should be more expressive,
With more of that shown...
From a depth.
Yeah.

People should stop their feeding,
On more nonsense that will upset.
Yeah!

People should spend time finding,
More happiness for them to get.
And forget about a past to sack and pack,
Yeah!

People should be more expressive.
With more of that and from a depth,
Yeah.
People should expand their minds...
But they want to find that which upsets.
Confessing unhappiness and their regrets,
Yeah.

This is precious.
And, the freshest yet.
The surface is golden,
With more of it...
In it's depth!
Yeah.

People should be more expressive.
With more of that and from a depth,
Yeah.
People should expand their minds...
But they want to find that which upsets.
Confessing unhappiness and their regrets,
Yeah.

People should be more expressive.
With more of that and from a depth,
Yeah.
People should expand their minds...
But they want to find that which upsets.
Confessing unhappiness and their regrets,
Yeah.

This is precious.
And, the freshest yet.
The surface is golden,
With more of it...
In it's depth!
Yeah.

This is precious.
And, the freshest yet.
The surface is golden,
With more of it...
In it's depth!
Yeah.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Depth at All

You wanna play head games,
And I ain't gonna 'trip' like that.
Shallow, insecure hide and seek...
In the hopes to attract a playmate,
Willing to compete.

These 'acts' of innocence,
Are cute to say the least.
However,
For someone your age...
This shows your have no depth at all.
Or anything worthy to find OR keep!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poems get to the point where they are stronger than you are. They come up from some other depth and they find a place on the page. You can never find that depth again, that same kind of authority and voice. I might feel I would like to change something about them, but they’re still stronger than I am and I cannot.

quote by Ted Hughes
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Without Exception

You wanna get close,
So you can set me up?
Well don't do it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.

You wanna pretend,
We're friends until the very end...
Well don't don't it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.

You see...
My eyes are open so wide,
They can see...
A deception!
Without exception.

And...
I am not that blind,
Not to see you from behind...
With a deception!
You're no exception.

You wanna play games,
To entertain then frame...
Well,
Don't do it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.

You see...
My eyes are open so wide,
They can see...
A deception!
Without exception.

And...
I am not that blind,
Not to see you from behind...
With a deception!
You are no exception,
To accept.

You wanna get close,
So you can set me up?
Well don't do it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.
There's nothing to prove.

You wanna pretend,
We're friends until the very end...
Well don't don't it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.

You see...
My eyes are open so wide,
They can see...
A deception!
Without exception.

My eyes can see,
A deception!
Without exception.

My eyes can see,
A deception!
Without exception.

Listen to me.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
There's no exception.

Listen to me.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
There's no exception.

My eyes can see,
A deception!
Without exception.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exception

in any perfect world you tend to create
always leave a hole for the unexpected
called exception
in any perfect world you dream to make
always leave a rift for the unpredictable
called exception
before your perfect world crushed down
in your seamless glass by the crack of unknown
called exception

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Moon Within Me

there it was..the moon
lying in the shallow rain water
a shaky moon..never
very sure of itself

what would happen to this moon....
i thought.....tomorrow
when the sun would drink off this shallow
what would happen to this moon tomorrow

ooh.....silly fellow
the moon would be safe up above..actually...
actually that was'nt the question in my mind
it was the astonishment that the scene left behind

the milky white moon was milky white
even when lying in that dirty shallow state
like i soppose the ' GOD ' in me....even
even inspite of the dirty shallow within me

poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Bought Because Of Its Impressive Cover

One afraid of seeking depth,
Or question the misunderstanding...
Of that which is misunderstood,
Will not be granted comprehension.

A purchase book one possesses unread,
But bought because of its impressive cover...
Will never understand the contents,
Or the details of its meaning.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Expected To Be Protected

There was a time I too,
Sought justification...
For my insecurities.
And excused my frustrations.
Then one day,
My faith was all I had left.
And I awakened to a depth of understanding.
With a comprehension that scared me half to death.
I realized I fed myself a safety net of deceptions.
And expected to be protected by God.
And God tested me with truth.
The kind that peels away all falsities.
Leaving me with a peace of mind.
I believed outside myself I had to find!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thought Process

I did not come to entertain you.
You have been detained.
To inspect for a thought process...
You may or may not possess.
And if you display,
Any of that in depth!
You may be held suspect...
For having a mind,
That comprehends respect.
Do you realize how many,
Have not passed this test?
And if you give me eye contact...
I will know you are not among the rest.
So many have done their best,
To avoid any thinking at all...
That involves a comprehension,
Requiring them to digest!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ladies Aid Society

Well you thought you found your answer
on that magic carpet ride last night
When you wake up in the morning
the world still gets you uptight
There's nothing that you ain't tried
to fill the emptiness inside
But when you come back down girl,
you still ain't feeling right
You think you're going to find yourself
a little bit of paradise
Well it ain't happened yet
so girl you better think twice
Can't you see no matter what you do,
you'll never run away from you
And if you keep on running,
you'll still have the pay the price
Don't you know that
kicks just keep getting harder to find
And all your kicks
ain't bringing you peace of mind
Before you find out it's too late girl,
you better get straight
Nobody told me (kicks)
No, you don't need to help
You face the world each day
That road goes nowhere
I going to help you find yourself another way

song performed by by Monkees
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Who' Should Be Faulted

If there were those of substance,
Who had personalities of content...
They would not be found whining
About those who can express,
A depthness they can not accept.
Or feel.

Since they have spent their lives wading,
In shallow pools of thought.
And dripping in an incompetence,
That seeks to be noted for its limited comprehension...
And a lack of a diverse human interchange.

And to have lived that isolated,
Is profound!
Yet still they wish to be declared proficient!
But 'who' should be faulted,
To allow such egos to become so exalted?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The longing in the depth of the heart for absolute good, and the power, though only latent, of directing attention and love to a reality beyond the world and of receiving good from it — constitutes a link which attaches every man without exception to that other reality. Whoever recognizes that reality recognizes also that link. Because of it, he holds every human being without any exception as something sacred to which he is bound to show respect. This is the only possible motive for universal respect towards all human beings. Whatever formulation of belief or disbelief a man may choose to make, if his heart inclines him to feel this respect, then he in fact also recognizes a reality other than this world's reality. Whoever in fact does not feel this respect is alien to that other reality also.

quote by Simone Weil
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