Not Seduced By Gloss
The time to evaluate and assess one's life,
Should be done with a clear consciousness.
With a self examination taken day and night.
However...
Many do take flight from flaws they wish to cover.
Until all exits are closed that imposes,
One to face truth.
A truth that reduces its sweetness.
Or seduced by gloss one chooses others to perceive.
'And when a dark night rises,
Seekers to do evil prowl to dupe folks.
Fed by produced videos to boost wicked egos.'
What?
'I said...
The time to evaluate and assess one's life,
Should be done with a clear consciousness.
With a self examination taken day and night.'
But...
You didn't say that.
I did.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Honest Self Examination
I am not one to assess another's flaws,
With wishes they perceive my view of life.
I can not say who should rid themselves of them,
To correct themselves to make things for them right.
An honest self examination that self assesses,
Delivers to one an insight.
And if one lives in fear of honesty...
Any heard believed is a critique of their beliefs,
Does not bring them peace of mind...
But keeps them in a state that makes them uptight.
And I have rescued myself from being judge and jury.
I possess an insight that was not achieved overnight.
And I am going to feel blessed.
I can not feel I've been delivered with abilities to assess.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Display
When I first met denial,
It was masked as if casted from my face.
I looked into the mirror to evaluate its presence.
And on that particular day...
I stayed until denial from my face went away.
Self examination is at first excruciating.
Truth on display,
Doesn't fake to a fade or play charade.
Or masquerade its significance.
It comes too real to be felt and adorned.
When I first met denial,
It was masked as if casted from my face.
I looked into the mirror to evaluate its presence.
And on that particular day...
I stayed until denial from my face went away.
Self examination is at first excruciating.
Truth on display,
Doesn't fake to a fade or play charade.
Or masquerade its significance.
It comes too real with a feeling that's adorned!
And as often as I repeat this...
Truth as it was introduced to me,
Has not changed since its delivery.
In fact within me it remains on!
And the more I demand it around me,
The clearer I see the stronger its appearance gets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Defending Your Ability To Become Offended
You've already planted in your head,
Not to listen to a thing I've said.
You wish to perceive and assess,
Something heard you haven't digested yet.
You've already planted in your head,
Not to listen to a thing I've said.
You wish to perceive and assess,
Something heard you haven't digested yet.
And I am to regret,
Your lack of comprehension...
After spending time with you,
Defending your ability to become offended.
Do I seem as if,
My life depends on it?
I don't believe we are on the same page,
Lifted from a book...
Written with pictures to depict life right.
You can not get beyond the cover.
Because you say the colors are loud.
And the background doesn't match...
A preferred darkness you like!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Methods Used To Assess
People have come to assess and evaluate others,
On standards that have been chosen as long valued.
Only to discover those long valued standards,
And the people assessed by an evaluation conducted...
Have their own methods used to assess others as well.
With values they possess but not as openly expressed.
And that is one reason not given to others with interests,
They have a preference for keeping to themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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0995..... Supreme Truth
We know who is Super Star and Supreme Star
More so, we are more interested in their personal life
Ever wanted to know what Supreme Truth is?
Ever interested to ponder on above line?
Love is Truth, Affection is Truth, Compassion is Truth,
Friendship is Truth, Peace is Truth, Universe is Truth, Atom is Truth
Mountain is Truth, Earth is Truth, Sun is Truth, Truth is Truth
There are Millions of Truths; but one could be the ‘Supreme Truth’
What is the Supreme Truth? Truth of All Truths?
Truth that sustains all Truths is the Supreme Truth
That which is Beyond ‘Time’ and ‘Space’ and Eternal
That which is the one and only is Supreme Truth
We are Born, Live and Die; Earths, Suns, Stars and Galaxies do die;
Lights, Sounds, Nations, Religions, Castes, Money, all will vanish oneday;
Nothing in Space-Time region will last forever and Die one day;
Anything out of Space-Time Horizon can only exist for ever
Everything is Consciousness; Consciousness sustains everything
The seen and unseen are two realms of Consciousness
An Electron is conscious of velocity and angle to rotate
Chairs, Sticks, Stones Books, He, She, It and all have Consciousness
Consciousness is Dormant in Few, Explicit in Few, That’s Truth.
Every object is conscious of what it is; They can’t exist otherwise
What way will Knowing Consciousness help me?
Listen carefully, for this may change all your perspective
Consciousness Infinite is, The God in Absolute Form
Consciousness is on a Big Agenda;
To express itself in many forms and Evolve
We are latest creations in 13.73 Billion Years in River of Consciousness;
We were Sticks and Stones one day; You and I Today
Know it or not we are Evolving; Evolution is an upward march
All of us are from same fountain of Consciousness
Is Buddha a fool to renounce his Princedom in search of Truth?
Consciousness little unplugged is Happiness;
Consciousness fully Unplugged is Bliss (Cosmic Consciousness)
Be more conscious; Be full of Awareness of your doings;
You can evolve faster and faster; Being Conscious can
Speed up your Karmic path, avoiding many cycles of Births and Deaths
We cannot not exist; We are Gods in the making; Time only counts;
Be more Conscious; Consciousness is the only –‘The Supreme Truth’
(28-03-2010, Chennai)
poem by Gan Chennai
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Night Darkness
Night
The end of the day
the end of hell so called Day
The end of work
the end of Life
Night
The beginning of Darkness
The beginning of Truth
The time of moon and not the Light
Night
Time stops
evil rises
Darkness comes out to play
Night
People become alert
People die
There hearts sadden and become Real
Night
battles the right to stay
It flees at the sight of lights
Darkness is Night
Night Reality
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Pharmaceuticals Injected
An assessment given with honesty,
Is least received with acceptance.
A degree of secrecy exposed...
Leaves those afraid to face self examination.
For fear they too will see themselves too clear.
And this kind of clarity...
Will not sit well with those who induce,
With a medicated enrichment produced...
By the best pharmaceuticals injected to keep,
A conformacy alive and dependent!
To reap and build wealth from ill health treatments.
Medicating millions to feed a burgeoning industry!
Instilling sickness to uplift their higher towers.
To reign and have power over all consciousness.
An assessment given with honesty,
Is least received with acceptance.
A degree of secrecy exposed...
Leaves those afraid to face self examination.
For fear they too will see themselves too clear.
And this kind of clarity...
Will not sit well with those who induce,
With a medicated enrichment produced...
By the best pharmaceuticals injected to keep,
A conformacy alive and dependent!
Even in sleep this seduction is controlled.
And those addicted reach...
To sustain a mind no one longer beholds.
Or can be defined as one independently owned.
And hustled to keep their drug intake,
Free of surprising shakedowns.
Or a criminal bust,
Of those getting high from a natural rush!
Outlawed and distrusted but preferred and lusted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Examination
Abolish examination.
And who are you to take examination?
Do you know whom to examine
And how to examine?
If you are so keen to take examination
Examine yourself first.
It is not easy to examine self
And pass the examination
scoring top.
Examine self while alone
Alone at night
Alone at bed.
Dare not examine others and
Dare not examine especially children.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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See It As It Is
It becomes a foolish proposition,
To debate those pre-conditioned...
Who perceive themselves to be,
Free of critique and self examination
To maintain one's peace,
It is apparent one must release...
From such mindsets trapped,
Within points of views abused.
See it as it is,
And leave the people like this alone.
See it as it is,
And accept the consciousness you own.
See it as it is,
And leave the people like this alone.
See it as it is,
Or that peace of mind you had will...
Move on.
Gone!
It becomes a foolish proposition,
To debate those pre-conditioned...
Who perceive themselves to be,
Free of critique and self examination
See it as it is,
And leave the people like this alone.
See it as it is,
And accept the consciousness you own.
See it as it is,
And leave the people like this alone.
See it as it is,
Or that peace of mind you had will...
Move on.
Gone!
See it as it is,
Or that peace of mind you had will...
Move on.
Gone!
See it as it is,
Or that peace of mind you had will...
Move on.
Gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dark Night
Night dark but your lies were darker
Night cruel but your love more crueler
Night all alone yet better than your absent minded with me
Night was the time i gave my whole to you
Night was the time you slapped my face
Night was the day you pushed me to the door.
Night was the time you abused me
Night was the time you slit my tongue
Night was the time the moon refuses to smile at us
Night was the time i lost you
Night was the time you left me all in the rain
Night was the time i cry you a river
Night under the tree you promise me your undying love
Night was the time you bid me goodbye
Night was the time you threw a stone into my glassy world.
poem by Blessing Ekpe
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Truth is
Truth is often far from sight,
Truth is seldom without blight,
Truth is in the dark of night,
Truth is in the hand of right,
Truth is that most noble Knight,
Truth is that which drives their fight,
Truth is all that brings us light,
Truth is all that gives us flight.
poem by Arik Fletcher
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None of It Is Embellished
Go ahead assess and evaluate.
What I know already,
Has been lived.
If you wish...
You can interrogate.
I do not walk with sensitivity,
Expressed or exposed on my sleeve.
Trust me,
When you are finished...
The truth as I know it,
You will not believe.
Every breath of it,
I did breathe!
My sisters and I have been extremely blessed.
You have no idea of our challenges and tests!
I choose not to look back.
Moving forward I prefer.
If I stopped to critique my life like you are...
I would have long been less grateful!
And disillusioned by a life,
I realize now I more than deserve.
When I say I am thankful and blessed...
There is not a movie or book,
That could pieced together my experiences...
To emotionally express them in proper context.
With complexing twists and turns.
Laid out with suspense and drama...
To heighten the effect
Whatever the investigations taken,
I have not lived my life...
To satiate your sensations.
Trust me!
None of it is embellished!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth Is..
Truth is..
Thunder in the night,
a firefly in flight.
Truth is..
In its purest form rare,
very seldom do they spare.
Truth is..
The light at end of tunnel
Shattering or very subtle
Truth is...
Clear as cloudless sky,
blue as ocean far and wide.
Truth is..
The calm before the storm,
not in any different form.
Truth is..
Opening our eyes,
is 99% surprise.
Truth is...
painful, devastating,
or uplifting levitating.
Truth is..
what we want to hear,
and most times is what we fear..
Dont understand they say the truth
is what will set you free,
but how will I escape
if they keep lying to me?
poem by Trystian AmedeeJones
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With An Awakening That Was Done
If I had just one insult to make,
Let it be the one you take...
And analyzed as something said,
That offends you enough to influence...
An improvement that benefits,
Those irritating things you do.
As if a thought to assess,
Never entered with consciousness...
To reflect with insight inside your head.
The prooof of it I have not yet to witness.
And hopefully,
One day you will come to see me...
As someone who finally,
Spoke to you the truth!
With an awakening that was done,
You from that day continued to pursue.
Not too many,
Are offering to speak the truth without pay.
Not today!
Not at the cost and price of defamation.
Or the degree of receiving,
Either staring or rolling eyeballs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Should Be Doing So Much More
I should be doing so much more, the Christian saint confessed!
This truth had struck him to the core, he thought he'd done his best!
But truth be told, he watched TV... He tuned in day and night!
Three hundred channels there to see, some still in black and white.
He'd doze off in the afternoon for hours at a time...
Play catchup 'neath a silvery moon and think his life sublime!
The late night films would make him pray, yet never to complain...
He read the papers every day, the same sins yet again...
He didn't like the Government and yet he'd never vote!
Of course, folks thought he was a gent... He'd never rock the boat!
But God looked down and Jesus sighed... The Holy Spirit groaned...
Was it for this that Jesus died and all his sins atoned?
Alas, the decades soon rolled by... without the tithe God sought.
Alas, the man was soon to die, much younger than he'd thought!
And up to Heaven this man flew... his good works to assess.
Alas, his good works were so few... They BOTH failed to impress...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2011.
Based on Howard Conder's Q and A Show
in which he told us of the fruit that lasts for eternity,
the good works that are purely done for Christ.
He said, one day we'd look back on our lives and say,
'If only I'd done more...'
More info revelationtv-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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Sensations
I am always 'here'...
Like the consciousness,
Keeping me aware!
With a vision clear.
I am not one,
To select fast exits.
Or seeking just fun!
Like the choice made by some.
I am not that kind...
To take for granted my 'gifts'
The ones that God has blessed me with!
To be part of this creation is bliss.
Especially when time is not mine to define!
I am here to accomplish.
I am here to succeed.
I am not here to stunt my growth...
Like some I see drifting,
As if tumbleweeds!
Always 'here' it appears.
And my purpose is clear,
As I reach to do my best!
Feeling blessed and tested,
On the path I walk...
Sometimes I am faulted,
But never do I think to halt!
Or rest,
To contemplate burdens,
Laid upon my chest!
I am always 'here'...
Like the consciousness,
Keeping me aware!
With a vision clear.
I am not one...
Teased by temptations that come.
To select fast exits.
Or seeking just fun!
Like the choice made by some.
Those who find they must stay on the run!
I am not that kind...
To take for granted my 'gifts'
The ones that God has blessed me with!
To be part of this creation...
Is my bliss,
That anoints me with sensations that fit!
With an understanding,
Of why I am allowed to be here.
To exist as I do...
Knowing the 'who' of me like this!
And with God beside me,
To assist me through!
Being here in the now...
Is the mood I choose!
I am always 'here'...
With God close to me near!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Night Life
Wake up in time to see the sun going down
Turn on the six oclock news
See whats happening in this town
I take a walk down to the corner
I meet those bad girls hanging around
Never doing what they oughta
Ooh yeah, I get caught up in the action
Gotta find the main attraction now
Gotta get some satisfaction
You better take me to the heart of that
Night life, looking for some
Night life, need a little
Night life, living in the daylight
Just dont agree with me
Ooh night life
Stealing through the night like a wolf on the prowl
Not a bird, not a plane, Im just a mean old night owl
Watch me, hit, run, gotta move on
Going wild in the night
cause Im hooked on the neon
Ooh yeah, Im looking for some action
I gotta find my main attraction now
cause I need some satisfaction
Ooh, wont you take me to the heart of that
Night life, a little bit of
Night life, ooh I need some
Night life, full of bright lights and noise
Time to separate the men from the boys
Night life...
song performed by by Foreigner
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Unable To Sleep
didn't sleep well last night
I didn't dream last night
Losing all the battles
Losing all my fight
I didn't sleep well last night
Barely closed my eyes
tossed and turned and paced
until sunrise
I didn't dream last night
Any time I tried
I cried inside
and wanted to run and hide
I didn't sleep well last night
My world seems confused
Like a dead-end in a maze
like an ocean without a sky
All my friends are far away
the hands I hold are imagined
my life in shades of blue and grey
A life derailed and gone astray
I didn't dream last night
All my dreams feel broken
Hardly uttered or spoken
my tears have run dry
I didn't sleep at all last night
caught up in dispair
for all the things not right
not all black and white
I didn't dream last night
my heart is ablaze
with sadness and fright
No way to make things right
I didn't sleep at all last night
My ship must have sailed away
All I can do is pray
but I've forgotten why
2008 © James T. Adair
poem by James T. Adair
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It Takes Desire
It takes desire.
And those who inspire that.
Motivation that is determined.
Focus and sacrifice...
With discipline.
And ridding one of excuses...
After self-evaluation,
Discovered by a truth...
In its examination!
Demanding one be patient,
With self first and others too!
And none of this includes spending time in denial.
Sometimes a little blood has to drop.
To get folks to start believing in themselves.
This should be easier than it is!
But...
So many give up.
And become discouraged.
And discouragement can be found anywhere.
As long as there are those who seek weaknesses,
And defeat expressed from others.
They will be there.
Cheering this on.
To keep their fears dependent...
And giving them a sense of belonging.
It takes desire.
And those who inspire that.
Motivation that is determined.
Focus and sacrifice...
With discipline.
And ridding one of excuses...
After self-evaluation,
Discovered by a truth...
In its examination!
And to pull away with strength,
From those who would prefer
To keep the state of one's mind weak!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Order To Chaos 687
Truth be told night falls close you eyes to your surprise the demise of day to night stars come out to night a heart beats ever so more gentle fast and furious thunder rains falls it pours the coldness in your veins to the warmth of love and serenity in ur eyes the stars fade away over hours sun shines hot and heavy a clock tick and it tocks as ur heart rocks the essence in your mind your so devine a fool to cool or are you last so far back farther back in time lookin to the future it slips away sliding into the unknown gone away gone from you mind mind torn torn asunder heart ripped ashred wake up wake up to blue skies and sandy surf a clear ocean alovley beach beauitful people surround you is this amiss or is this real you'll never know you fall asleep your mind you wander the heavens in your subconscience going here and there where and whenver your mind chooses go into eternal sweetness and delight in your heart feel the warmth of light never stray from the path of truth and hope soon when you awake you find order in life
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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