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Limitating Foolishness

Those of narrow minds of self centeredness,
Believing they alone can manipulate...
That which has a Supreme Intelligence.
Have based their perceptions...
On a feeding of myths.
A feeding that soon...
Comes to reveal such limitating,
Foolishness!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We've All Been Greedy

Those peaceful nights for some have passed.
Those feeling safe...
In sheltered communities behind closed gates.
Are awakening.
But not to Robins singing.
To peer from behind French customed made doors.
Swinging out onto the patio.
Overlooking acres upon acres upon more acres,
Of freshly cut grass.

These awareness days have come upon us fast.
Who would believe such a quick erasing,
Of a way of life....
Would come to pass.
And leave those embittered with much grief,
With streaks of torment on twisted faces.
Disgraced and now nervously pacing.
In wait.
But for what?
When the 'why' of it has arrived too late!

We've been greedy.
See what gluttony does when it can't be overcomed.
We've been greedy,
And feeding on our selfishness.
While ripping the hearts out of those to sustain it.
Doing everything to gain more and maintain it.

We've been greedy!
And..
The stinging of the realness,
Persists.
And can not be contained.
Acts of civil madness...
Spreads fast!

Thousands go out of their minds.
Many more are trapped!

Something in their minds have snapped.
Only those exposed to fantasies,
Are observed doing that.

And a waste of explanation can not bring them back!
Their self delusions have attacked.

Leaving us all affected by that 'fat'!
Yes fat!

Undisciplined rascists...
Tearing each other apart,
While laying lazily on our backs...
We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Yes...
Greedy!
And...
Doing it bigger,
But never better than the rest.
Greedy!
Yes...
Bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Just greedy!
And...
Doing it bigger
But never better than the rest.
Just so greedy!
Yes...
And bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.
Yes...
And,
Greedy!
Yes!
Feeding on our selfishness.
Just greedy!
And...
Doing it bigger...
But never better than the rest.
A sleazy greedy!
And...
Bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

We've
ALL
Been
Greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Just greedy!
Yes...
Doing it bigger...
But never better than the rest.
Sleazy greedy!
And...
Bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

Greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.
We've ALL been greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Relied Upon To Be Refreshing

Based upon content alone,
It is obvious to me...
Who is feeding those,
Who boldly plagiarize.
Look at the dates.
Titles and submissions,
Of the work that is done.

It's like the feeding of thieves!
They do not cook up any meal.
However...
They will demand a favorite taste to add,
To a menu.
And then do their best to convince anyone,
What ingredient is needed to have it savored.

Plagiarists are all over the place.
But innovation is always relied upon to be refreshing.
And those who originate,
Can not help but deliver the goods.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Stay All Up In My Stuff

Why do you stay all up in my stuff...
Feeding?
As if to nurture from my thoughts,
To take and twist.
Where are those of your own?
Do you have any independent,
Within you that sit?

Why do you do this?
To prove what and to whom?
You should have a lot of space in your head,
To give your own thoughts room.
Why do you stay all up in my stuff...
Feeding?
To leave others believing you can think.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tightrope Walker

Slow days falling, one by one
It is an endless cycle
All things around me are holding their breath
It is speechless, I wonder
I build up walls of thoughts to keep this pain out
It is so hard to imagine you are somewhere else
You could help me out
You could tell me how
Like a tightrope walker, a silent talker
I stop believing everything will be alright
A silent scream is crawling to get out
Feeding on the anger
Feeding on the pain
It is trapped within
It is the state I am in
You could help me out
You could tell me how
You could be my guide
You could make me see
You could help me out
You could tell me how

song performed by by Xymox
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To Infest and Manifest

Why do they glare?
Those who stop to stare...
With a bringing of their gloom,
To pollute environments everywhere.

Do they perceive themselves to be,
Rulers Of Acceptance.
Judges Of Appearances.
Police to guard values and standards...
Molding with age and on the decrease.

Why do they restrict to insist,
Those of ethnic differences...
Should from themselves be distanced quick.
With minds influenced by ignorance,
To infest and manifest.

And they feast upon with feeding misery.
Miseries denying hiding,
Insecurities.

Do they perceive themselves to be,
Rulers Of Acceptance.
Or police to guard what's valued...
Hypocritically!

And they feast upon with feeding misery.
Miseries denying hiding,
Insecurities.
To infest and manifest.

And they feast upon with feeding misery.
Miseries denying hiding,
Insecurities.
To infest and manifest.

And they feast upon with feeding misery.
To infest.
And manifest.

And they feast upon with feeding misery.
To infest.
And manifest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Depth Of Emotions Felt

Those who have never had other reponsibilities,
But to give to themselves with a feeding...
Of self centeredness,
Will never understand the depth of emotions felt...
By others who feel them from that perspective.
Or have a connection to life,
They feel does not entertain their right to socialize.
This is what they believe is accountability.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Guided By...Life!

My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.

Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight.

Surrender,
I might...
To your delight.
And excited I am...
With you,
Tonight!
And...
Forever.

My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.

Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight...

My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating...
Tonight.
My needs are heating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Tonight.
My needs are heating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Tonight,
I'm guded by...
Life!
Tonight,
I'm driven by...
Desire!

Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.

Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight!

My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.

Tonight...
I am guided by life!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keeping Faith In Hollow Concepts

Intelligence can not be enforced,
Upon those restricted and conditioned...
To accept the limitating affects,
Of their teachings.

If people are lead to believe...
An aspect of life that does not exist,
But for them they can achieve...
Then of course,
Their efforts are going to be frustrating.
It is like keeping faith in concepts,
That are not real!
But to the death they are embraced and held.

When I realized Santa Claus did not exist...
I went ballistic!
The Easter Bunny, Minnie and Mickey Mouse
And a host of my childhood allies...
Were erased from me,
When I began to age with understanding I then refused!
Sometimes I wake up in cold sweats,
Thinking of the death of them.
And how I was challenged to move on with my life!

Intelligence can not be enforced,
Upon those restricted and conditioned...
To accept the limitating affects,
Of their teachings.

Religions, deities and their myths?
I am not going to touch that with a ten foot pole!
I'll just say the marketing has left tremendous debts,
Of mental casualties!
Wherever these beliefs are currently at war!
One has only to connect the dots to observe the damage!

If people are lead to believe...
An aspect of life that does not exist,
But for them they can achieve...
Then of course,
Their efforts are going to be frustrating.
It is like keeping faith in hollow concepts,
That are not real!
But to the death they are embraced and held.

And those who know these things...
Are freer to live their lives,
With a broader sense of self.
Without fears to manifest and share.
Once an awareness stretches to introduce,
A higher consciousness induced.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is A Leech

A leech feeding,
Could care less off of what it feeds.
It is a leech.
Feeding to satisfy its own need.
To do what it pleases...
Eat to feed itself to then move on.

And anyone observing a leech in action,
Is not going to convince that leech to share.
The awareness of the leech doing that is not there.

A leech feeding,
Could care less off of what it feeds.
It is a leech.
Feeding to satisfy its own need.
To do what it pleases...
Eat to feed itself to then move on.

It is a leech!
Born and taught to exist for what it is!
It is not a care provider.
Or a nourishing vegetable,
Loaded with beneficial vitamins...
Benefiting the mind and physical wellbeing of mankind.
No,
It is not!
It is a leech.

That's it.
Defined by its own circumstances.
And programmed to identify,
What it has to do to survive.
And once it knows what it is,
It is not going to be anything else.
No matter how lengthy the therapy sessions.
Or the sacrifices others make...
When the activities of the leech begins to become outsourced.

A leech is a leech!
Nothing more.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We made more money feeding molasses, urea, and corn cobs to cattle than we ever did feeding dent corn.

quote by Orville Redenbacher
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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When It Is Advantageous

There comes a time for one and for all,
When an honesty felt that has been taught...
Is adopted as a natural process.
To be digested.
With a comprehension that connects...
In one's mind that becomes understood.

But there are still many of us...
Still confused as to its use.
There are some who choose to manipulate it.
And when it is advantageous,
To benefit our wants.
And not necessarily to increase the feeding of our needs.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Spending Of Their Time

People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives.

Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
Hopefully,
They will come to realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.

No one can be all-knowing,
If one has never been alone.
Or have been on their own...
To know the true meaning of self-evaluation.
Or value emotional devastation.
If one has not,
Opened up that lock.

If no one takes the time to stop,
To take 'inventory' of their stock...
That seems for them to never come,
With a dropping of a blocking...
That stuns and shocks.
They will never know,
How this affects and hurts one so!

Those me-me, I-I activities...
Isolates the mind.
Sickens the body.
And darkens a lost soul.

People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives...
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.

And...
In time,
When they are left confined...
Behind.
With no one concerned...
What it is in their lives,
Or on their minds.
They will come to learn to yearn!
In the spending of,
Their time.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Looks On Faces

It has been historically reported,
Commandments were sent...
To be obeyed as ordered.

There were ten of them.
Depending on recommended versions...
All of which ignored.
To be followed...
Not amended as wished.
But a need for satisfactions...
To a detriment,
Was explored.

To redefine The Almighty's wish!

Man chose to dilute these truths.
With laws to complicate the basics.
And today humanity faces,
Consequences to embrace...
With looks on faces fed with greed.
And difficult to replace a created disgrace.
But actions are not traced...
Back to a feeding that chose to disbelieve!

And that feeding still exists.
With screams from protestors...
In demands for more of it!
With looks on faces...
Addicted with insistence,
To a feeding of more of their greed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dwindling Supplies

If no one else has made attempts,
To what was perceived was there
And did not replenish it.
No one person alone can restore
That which is gone.
And isn't there anymore.

If it was not prioritized,
With an inventory taken of dwindling supplies
No one should be surprise,
The diminishing of it
Has vanished from all eyes.

No one can have what is not given right back.
That is not the way,
A feeding comes to stay.

No one can have what is not given right back.
That is not the way,
A feeding comes to stay.

If it was not prioritized,
With an inventory taken of dwindling supplies
No one should be surprise,
The diminishing of it
Has vanished from all eyes.

That is not the way,
A feeding comes to stay.

If no one else has made attempts,
To what was perceived was there
And did not replenish it.
No one person alone can restore
That which is gone.
And isn't there anymore.

No one can have what is not given right back.
That is not the way,
A feeding comes to stay.

No one can have what is not given right back.
That is not the way,
A feeding comes to stay.

No one can have what is not given right back.
That is not the way,
A feeding comes to stay.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Committee's review of a series of intelligence shortcomings, to include intelligence prior to 9/11 and the pre-war intelligence on Iraq, clearly reveal how vital a diverse intelligence workforce is to our national security.

quote by Jane Harman
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People say, 'You're still breast-feeding, that's so generous.' Generous, no! It gives me boobs and it takes my thighs away! It's sort of like natural liposuction. I'd carry on breast-feeding for the rest of my life if I could.

quote by Helena Bonham Carter
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Witnessing of Withdrawal Symptoms

The embracing of doubt,
Still leaves one to face overwhelming truth.
And making attempts to manipulate it,
For something else pursued more suitable to fit...
Will not improve circumstances even a little bit.
Or come to comfort the affects,
Of a slow fading done of one's denial.
And the witnessing of withdrawal symptoms,
Is going to be quite traumatic.
Since the feeding of evil is being forced to leave.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Treated As If Royal Guests

It doesn't pay to underestimate,
The abilities of anyone.
Or base an opinion of their experiences,
On where they may live.
Mode of transportation used.
Scuff marks on their shoes.
Physical appearances and choice of dress.
Perceptions of their intelligence.
Or the way they express a lack of interest,
In attending social sets.
Even the way one speaks is deceiving.

Those who have minds with perceptions like this,
Ultimately discover,
They are the ones dismissed.
Believing that which is shown...
Exposes the unknown.
So untrue are those beliefs some cling onto.

Who would ever conceive, perceive or believe,
Someone outwardly without trying...
Could to others impress.
With invitations secretly received,
To wine and dine with those who 'do' impress.
Yet...
Have similar personalities.
And enjoy being in the company,
Of the ones others decide to detest...
As insignificant 'wannabees'.

And requested they are,
To sit at the head of tables.
And treated as if royal guests.
While others dressed to impress,
Would never get an invitation...
To sweep or mop dirty floors.

But,
However...
Allowed to press their pretentious noses,
Up against the windows.
From outside as they shiver in the cold.

One never knows!
Do one?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Need Of A Magic Wand

Those tentacles of greed...
Have reached to squeeze,
Common sense...
From the minds of humanity.
And those who planted these seeds,
Believing a selfish feeding would continue...
Are stunned by the outcome of their deceptions.

What has been unleashed...
Can not be contained,
By a promise to bake homemade cookies.
With an invitation sent,
For a diversity to be represented...
In civilized talks about the weather,
Around the kitchen table!

Those clearing skies,
Are now in need of a magic wand!
Without the use of special effects,
Produced from behind a brocade curtain!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rare

I am acquainted with several people,
Who have earned BA, MA and Doctorate degrees.
And it would be wonderful 'if'...
Their knowledge and focus to obtain certificates,
Was as equally devoted in the use of their 'competence'...
As are their eyes on 'things' and what money brings.

With the assistance of decreasing but not adding onto...
The climbing economic deficit!

Not to say they are among those greedy.
Or perpetuating the increase of gluttony!
However...
If they are servicing the needy with a teaching how to feed,
They are to be applauded.

Since rare in a capitalistic society,
Are those motivated to show or expose...
Humanitarian qualities.
It is the feeding of a greed,
That most seek to achieve a higher degree of feeding.

There aren't too many Oprahs and Ellens,
Represented in the mix!
Being about to afford what they do has little to do with it.
And 'rare' are the minds that these two exhibit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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