How Is Your Conditioning Being Processed?
If I had nothing in my life to do,
I would choose your hollowness to follow.
Hoping something I had not noticed shows,
Between the vacancy of your ears.
And my unwillingness to leave you as a curiosity.
I thought your attempts to offend me were vindictive.
Honestly,
I did!
But now I see you have no idea what that means.
Vengeance, revenge OR honesty!
And...
It still fascinates me how someone can despise another...
And have no clue as to WHY?
Tell me...
How is your conditioning being processed?
You 'appear' to be human and of flesh!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Honestly
This poem is dedicated to Kimberly Ashley Evans.♥
Honestly I know I love you
Honestly I hope you know thats true
Honestly you are the one
Honestly I hope we are never done
Honestly your my life
Honestly I hope you will be my wife
Honestly I know Im yours
Honestly I hope you dont open any other doors
Honestly your mine
Honestly I hope that is fine
Honestly you are so pretty
Honestly I hope you know that Kimi
Honestly do you know what to do?
Honestly I hope you have a clue
Honestly will you marry me?
Honestly I hope you know I wont deceive
Honestly without you I would die
Honestly that is not a lie
Honestly do you know what I see?
Honestly I see someone that deserves glee
Honestly you are amazing
Honestly you are my craving
Honestly God loves you
Honestly I cant blame him because I do too
Honestly your always right
Honestly I hope your always in my sight
Honestly lets spend out lives together
Honestly Forever
poem by Bryan Hammond
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Even Though Some Do Not Show They Have a Clue
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
There has been a breakdown of concern,
Others display for one another.
There is a total lack of empathy,
In many environments where people bleed.
And are homeless and go hungry.
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
And it is difficult to sympathize,
With those who have 'had' now 'have' not' in their lives.
Those who made it a point to criticize and devalue,
Others they despised.
And now they cry their own tears they can not hide.
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Satisfy A Feeding Of A Vacancy
The more thought I give to the idea of love,
Less is my feeling in the concept of it.
Perhaps when I experienced being 'involved',
There were conditions and preferences to meet.
And honesty given only lasted until the act was over.
You know...
The heating of passion and the minutes it took,
To please a need without chemistry.
Believing love was just to fulfill a need...
To be touched then left alone.
I have yet to know a love that possessed.
Not a love that obsessed my mind all the time.
I am hoping one day to find what that means.
And with someone I trust enough,
To know what is there and felt between us...
Is beyond definition to keep us together.
With a missing done that is craved when we are not.
If I met someone who fed my appetite like that...
To satisfy a feeding of a vacancy I had not known,
Was a void I can no longer ignore?
That to me is love.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Heart Is Healed
You rang my phone.
And I heard you there breathing.
Not even an 'hello'...
Did you consider to say to me.
And I wondered 'why' you called,
My telephone number.
When you knew that I would check,
The caller ID.
It was up to you not me to leave.
You had decided it was finally over.
It was up to you not me to leave.
And suddenly you reappear.
Hoping my life,
Seeks you to fill a need.
You rang my phone.
And I heard you there breathing.
Not even an 'hello'...
Did you consider to say to me.
It was up to you not me to leave.
You had decided it was finally over.
It was up to you not me to leave.
And suddenly you reappear.
Hoping my life,
Seeks you to fill a need.
Don't you call me no more!
Exploring possibilities,
There is a vacancy.
Empty but you've got the key!
Don't you call me no more!
Exploring possibilities,
There is a vacancy.
My heart is healed and has been relieved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Honesty Begets Honesty
Honesty begets honesty
It is equivocatingly disparaging
Because honesty is an esoteric riddle
And a riddle begets a riddle
When you think it is inequitable
That life begets death
And not the pulp of life,
And death begets life
When you appealed for death
It is because they are one and similar
The equivocal correlation
Is but another juggle of affectation
In supercilious entanglement
So we fumble on the hills
Of the pre-determined sequence
Wretched friends, we are all dazed
About religion and politics,
And stereotypes and chauvinism,
And philosophy and geometry,
In a tête-à-tête with disparity
It is all but the same
From the encrusted veneer
To the profane epicenter,
As with veracity and metaphors
We are reveling gypsies
With pawned feet of stones.
When honesty begets honesty
You will figure for yourself
That life is but a game
And we are all to topple
In the treacle of sincerity
Because honestly,
Nothing begets nothing
Equivalent to an enema for the eczema
The paranoia protracts in an echolalia
Do not hand down your honesty
Because honestly,
You would abscond honesty.
poem by Norman Santos
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Stuck In Between Floors
An elevator stuck in between floors,
Will stay where it is.
Until it is fixed.
Or someone who rides inside of it,
Recognizes a maintenance is needed.
And as soon as this is done,
A performance is returned as is expected.
To dissipate an impatience.
However,
If someone is inside and can not recognize,
They are stuck in between floors...
And ignores to be assisted,
By pushing an emergency button...
To obtain much needed help.
It may be already too late...
To get these doors to open on the right floor!
'Have you made any attempts to use a metaphor,
Before? '
~No I haven't.
How can that help me? ~
'It will give me an idea you understand its usage.
Giving me 'something' to clarify where you are.'
~I don't have a clue.~
'I hear your voice.
But I don't follow you at all.
Hopefully,
You will be rescued in due time.'
~How long will that take? ~
'I don't have a clue.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only Human
Its only human to despise the weak
Its only human to despise yourself when youre weak
I dont know why
But thats the way that its always been
And I play by the rules I dont understand at all
Its only human to be lazy and vain
Its only human to expect a world thats just as vain
I dont know why
I want to believe that its not that way
But Im johnny come lately, its not my place to say
Theres no escape, tell me why do they try so hard?
And I pretend that Im invincible, that I can go it all alone
But Im only human, trying to get by
And praying to heaven I might find out why am I human
Mere flesh and blood
Afraid to go on without someone to hold me up
Its just a human thing to fear the unknown
But isnt it a tragic thing to live and die alone
Oh lord look at the world,
Have you ever seen so much misery?
Like a ghost ship of fools, lost and floating out to sea
And they climb and they fall
Yet they struggle on the same fault
But theyre only human, trying to get by
And praying to heaven they might find out
Why are we human
Mere flesh and blood
Were afraid to go on without someone to hold us up
song performed by by Utopia
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Flesh
Oh the law is the law
For no man wrote the law
They who would change the law just abuse it
Oh the law is the law
There is no justice outside the law
But if you know the law, you can use it
If you will, then you will
For nothing can withstand your will
As your faith is so you are
Where your mind is there you are
Just as action follows thought
You can be whole again
Be healed again
And make your body follow
You are thy flesh and flesh will obey
You are thy flesh and flesh must obey
Whoa your life is your life
No one else can live your life
And the debts of your life
You must pay them
If a man knows the law
He gets help from the law
Only fools fear the law that can save them
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Victims continue
Revenge is the means God punishes by.
Pleasure of revenge is God given bait.
Revenge removes hurt feelings, yet no good.
Revenge breeds revenge; victims continue.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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That men should live honestly, quietly, and comfortably together, it is needful that they should live under a sense of God's will, and in awe of the divine power, hoping to please God, and fearing to offend Him, by their behaviour respectively.
quote by Isaac Barrow
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Just Human Tho’ I Am
Just human tho’ I am,
Achieve, I can great things;
A lot is possible by me,
If only I try and see!
Just human tho’ I am,
My intellect good, if I can
Put to use rightly,
Wonderful results will see!
Just human tho’ I am,
Reset records, I can,
If curiosity be my drive,
And I work like bees in a hive!
Just human tho’ I am,
My limit is but the sky;
With God as Helper-guide,
By His tenets, I abide.
Just human tho’ I am,
Hurdles many I’ll see;
By working night and day,
Success will follow, Aye!
Just human tho’ I am,
Nothing impossible can be;
Tho’ failures show their head,
Before I can be dead!
Just human tho’ I am,
I must ne’er give up yet;
For laurels, acclaim comes
Like ripe and healthy plums!
Just human tho’ I am,
And life a struggle is;
If I face it bravely,
Will be a cause worthy!
poem by John Celes
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It Is Time To Leave Them Alone
The moment it has been noticed,
That a people have accepted their conditioning...
To remain confined and limited in mind,
With excuses to make to stay that way...
Down to Earth to express pretentions,
In insecure and hypocritical ways obeyed.
It is time to leave them alone.
A process to awaken poses a threat to them.
And anyone suggesting,
They should stretch their consciousness...
By experiencong something different and fresh,
Is whispered and gossiped about trying to do their best...
Of being better than everyone else.
It is easy to observe,
People defiant and what they approve.
The proof is in what they accept!
And what they choose with their time to do.
'I can't stand them.'
~Why? ~
'Listen to the way they talk and walk.
How they dress and express themselves.
And the things that they do...
That are separated from us and the rest.'
~You mean speaking with clarity?
As if they are proud and have identity?
And they seek to know more about their surroundings,
To increase their minds and can not be defined as ignorant?
With a moving forward to discover truth and reality?
And being criticized doesn't seem to bother their integrity,
Since unity means to them being freed from stupidity? ~
'I can't stand them! '
~And I can see why,
They have decided to leave you alone.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conditioning
Well youre not, youre not who you think you are
Well we think that you are john or dave
But youre not, youre not who you think you are
Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas
From our birth we were given an identity
People told us we were great or small
From our birth we were given rules of right or wrong
Not forgetting the bullies at school
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
And as the world makes us feel great
And as the world makes us feel small
Oh so convinced of our identity
If we only knew it we just cant believe it we just wont believe it
Leading us to think that we are such a success
Conning us to think that we are just a failure
Leading us to think that we are so intelligent
Conning us to think that we are just a do-do do-do
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Er, sorry, ha ha
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
song performed by by Howard Jones
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The Passing Moon
I'm all here and now I sit before the future reader's of this
meaningless text, for all it says is that I am here
no stronger than you, no weaker or finer or smaller
but just here, as a human, as a mind who cannot
sleep through the thoughts, sleep through the day
that has occurred, for a day that has occurred is already gone
not passing me through this moment, but gone
for good.
Passed us all in a span of eternity
was it worth it to think of a passing day, when today is the
day passing us all when yesterday is now passing our minds
wasting away I say, however, more and more I feel it's useless
However honesty is taken, i know now that it is here, it is
capable of doing torturous and amazing things but in the end
honesty is the best because nothing gets left out
and here I am, honestly saying, that today will soon be gone
and for once I can see through the glass and the flesh and the light
to say what I feel because the night will soon be gone and we must
not ever waste this away, I Love You my darling.
poem by Christopher Michael McGarry
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Stick Around
If I have offended you...
I do offer options.
You can choose to look at it this way...
Either I have had a lot of practice at it!
With those before you providing my experience.
Or...
You have gotten on my last nerve,
With such a degree of annoyance...
I had to offend,
To deliver the attention you sought!
Now...
Which is it?
If neither of those applies,
And this is your first time being insulted...
You and I could become good friends.
I do not often offend without a purpose.
Stick around!
You look as if,
I might have finally found the one...
Who will not put up with it!
'You're sick! '
Really?
Tell me more.
Don't stop.
I'm all ears.
You have my undivided attention!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The masses demand a fighting President, and that means you've got to offend somebody, because the way I see it, a strong offense is the best attack. So what can you offend? That's an easy one. Offend the other candidates, because they'll be too busy talking to hear you, and besides, they might not vote for you anyway.
quote by Gracie Allen
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If I Offend, So Be It
If I offend...
So be it!
I am not here,
To be the 'next' James Baldwin.
Or follow in the footsteps,
Of Langston Hughes.
The shoes I wear are quite comfortable.
And the path I walk upon,
Has not already been paved.
That is the task that has be laid before me.
To do that myself!
If I offend...
So be it!
I am not living my life intending to be anyone else,
Than who I am.
I am the first Lawrence S. Pertillar.
And make no mistake about it...
I will be acknowledged,
For the life I've lived.
If I offend...
So be it!
I just know who it is I am.
And I am not who I am because I seek to get paid for it!
Like most folks lost and deluded,
By the meaning of 'identity'.
I've been blessed and I am grateful...
To have a dignity as well.
And 'if' I offend...
So be it!
There's so many others,
Who have minds associated with making a quick buck.
And people like that...
Are indoctrinated with corrupted agendas!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regional Conditioning
Scanning one from head to toe,
To deliver an incompleted assessment...
Of another,
Upon an initial meeting...
Is a regional conditioning process.
Instead of greeting someone appropriately...
Some have a need to address one's physicality,
With interest first!
As if preparing for an adoption to take place.
And this head to toe scan is noticed,
To be done by those...
Who should be the last,
To think of passing judgement or eyeballing anyone.
However,
When an indoctrination...
Of a conditioning process has been done,
Its aim is to be thorough and childishly delivered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Men ought either to be indulged or utterly destroyed, for if you merely offend them they take vengeance, but if you injure them greatly they are unable to retaliate, so that the injury done to a man ought to be such that vengeance cannot be feared.
quote by Niccolo Machiavelli
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Let Only Love Avail
I never had a chance to thank you for what adoration
You did show me, because I was too busy with sorow
For how it was that you chose to leave, which belied the devotion
That you professed; I never thought it would all be gone 'tomorrow',
Nor did I believe you would choose to punish me for my honesty.
If I could only share with you my faith of heart and strength of mind,
I know that you could find the requisite strength, in kind,
To allow us a new beginning, where we could leave the past behind,
Where it truly belongs, instead of carrying that travesty
Into the present, and with you as you ponder what may be.
I chose to leave it behind me, and I hope you will too.
'What is past is prologue'* surely, but if I only knew
What your reaction would have been to my unbridled honesty,
I may have had to make part with your company on my own,
Because then, I most assuredly would have known
That, while I proffered only verity, you lived a lie.
I learned so much from my travails, but may never know why
Someone with such a capacity for both love and aspiration,
Would choose to kill all she wants for herself-over fallacy!
What a shameful ruse of gross self-inconsideracy
You played upon yourself all that time, -exasperation
Does not even begin to gather all the emotion
That I feel when I think of what you have done to both of us.
How can you even trust yourself? Never mind what trust
You lost with me, when you decided to cower from your own dreams!
The soul exalts with joy, from what the humble heart redeems:
Fear may have been your nemesis, but humility can be your redemption.
Some things are unforgiveable, but true love grants an exemption
For the sake of its own betterment-it seeks only its own counterpoint.
Surely, Heavenly Father would not falsely anoint
Each one of us as the same for each if He thought we would fail.
Live your life as you would choose and let only love avail.
poem by Maurice Harris
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