One's Ultimate Achievement
New slogans and fresh quips,
Are in desperate need...
To replace those that have exhausted,
Their usefulness.
A seeking to describe what today now thrives,
Calls for an updated advertising campaign.
To depict the presence of insanity,
As a normalcy sustained is the goal.
With a reach to attain this as fame to claim,
As one's ultimate achievement.
Those go deed doer days are done.
And this is becoming obvious to everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fantastic 'Had' Been Your Daydreams
Fantastic 'had' been your daydreams.
And intrumental in your survival.
Your past activities,
Are justly due some applause.
But your current expectations,
For what had 'then' taken place...
Has been updated to require substance.
And those elements from your past,
Did not exist to be considered missing.
Even though that attention given,
You believed had no end.
There is no reason to prioritize,
An updating of a presence that did not begin.
And that end for you has long departed.
Along with those whims you stored within.
With a wish to see them 'alive' again.
That daylight is not on your side!
To make futile attempts,
Your arguments for reminiscing them,
Generates a cause to re-establish a sense of nostalgia.
For you perhaps...
That would bring back a confidence with happiness.
However...
It is highly recommended you abandon that campaign.
Since these days now lived by the many awakening...
Offers little patience to regain that flame,
Few, if any, wish to rekindle.
No time is left to spend in waste,
On those insisting their meaningless values...
Have merit!
To satisfy a hungered taste.
And are worthy to be kept adored!
Those efforts have explored and exhausted,
Their usefulness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unaffected By Personal Critique
To do that which one seeks done,
Often has nothing to do with receiving attention.
And...
The attention given to what one does,
May be the result of the deed.
And only the deed.
Not the doings of the doer to keep an ego pleased.
Confusing those who critique the doer...
As those deeds of the doer increases in value.
Leaving those who critique,
Confused and misunderstanding...
Why the doer continues to beem and dance,
Unaffected...
By personal critique.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bad Lighting From Oil Lamps
Applying today,
What worked yesterday...
And seemed a perfect fit.
May have lost its usefulness.
The benefits have been exhausted.
And yesterday for many has gone as lived.
Those living today,
Are not patiently awaiting...
For updated versions,
Of that which for them does not exist.
That kind of patience for them,
Is not authentic!
And those minds left to praise war,
As a cause to maintain an elusive peace...
Are as outdated as the typewriters they use,
To get their messages across.
Lost they are...
In the bad lighting from oil lamps of times passed.
'Do as I say.
And hand deliver those alerts,
To the town crier.
And if Paul is not available,
Hand them to someone else.
Or my suggestion would be...
Do it yourself.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ideally, advertising aims at the goal of a programmed harmony among all human impulses and aspirations and endeavors. Using handicraft methods, it stretches out toward the ultimate electronic goal of a collective consciousness.
quote by Marshall McLuhan
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Depict This Different
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Thaw the cold you hold in your heart.
Depict this different.
And don't let a freezing,
In you start.
Depict it!
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
With purpose and a reason.
Appreciate each season,
With a new breath to breathe.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
Pleased as a breeze.
Depict it.
Give your troubles up.
Depict it.
And be free.
Depict it.
Don't give them any hints,
Your mind's at ease.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Striving For Suffering
It is not achievements or goals or trophies
Or accolades or awards or the end itself
For which we strive, we as humans think that
Is what we desire, but
What we really seek is adversity and suffering
We all desperately long for it
Yo may at first think it strange or untrue
But in fact it is what we all yearn for, even you
Simply getting a trophy or award means nothing
IT is the work, the blood, sweat, and tears
That we all really desire, it's that something
There's a voice inside everyone hears
Pushing them to do more, to achievement,
but that achievement is wrought in suffering
Empowered by the pain and time, as if heaven-sent
It is only in the trial that we can have triumph
Only in adversity we can make the jump
From mundane normalcy to achievement, thus it is
Truly the pain itself that separates normalcy
From triumph it is not the trophy or the end
But the means that got you there.
poem by David Knox
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Macaroni Without The Cheese
With zero charisma...
And a personality that could not compete,
With those who have past away and resting in peace...
Six feet deep in a cemetery,
Could anyone like this be sold and picked...
To be a tour guide through an amusement park.
However...
And I beg of you to use your imagination.
If some of you have a desire to close your eyes,
That would be highly recommended.
Now...
With just the right advertising campaign,
Anything is possible to have people excited with hype...
To accept and believe.
Even macaroni without the cheese...
Nibbled by those who have been effectively hypnotized,
Would decide they have a craving that is addicting.
Proving anyone with the right marketing and kept sustained,
Does not necessarily need a scent of charisma...
To reach the heights of popularity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never quit. It is the easiest cop-out in the world. Set a goal and don't quit until you attain it. When you do attain it, set another goal, and don't quit until you reach it. Never quit.
quote by Bear Bryant
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No One Seems To Be Pretending
Quietly,
A legitimized insanity...
Has been secretly induced.
It has to be.
Since there is nothing else left,
To explain the rise of stupidity.
Has there been an innoculation performed,
To reduce the appearance of common sense?
A poisoning done of logic has taken place.
And is obvious as an abundance of nonsense...
Has clearly arrived,
And making felt its presence.
Remember those days,
When calling anyone ignorant would offend?
The joys of those days have gone.
Ignorance is 'in' and quite fashionable.
And marketed as a prized possession.
No one dares to leave their home,
Without displaying they are equipped with it.
Quietly,
A legitimized insanity...
Has been secretly induced.
It has to be.
Since there is nothing else left,
To explain the rise of stupidity.
And no one seems to be pretending,
That a loss of a thinking process is temporary.
To scream something profoundly intelligent,
That reeks with absolute truth...
Today,
Would land on deaf ears...
Plugged permanently into listening to rap music.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why A Deed Done To Do
A deed to do that has been done,
Is best left to be discovered...
Than to await to get approval,
By those who will debate...
Why a deed done to do,
With a doing...
To disapprove of the doer.
As the deed done goes undiscussed,
Not to be mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are a spectacular, splendid manifestation of life. We have language. . . . We have affection We have genes for usefulness, and usefulness is about as close to a 'common goal' of nature as I can guess at. And finally, and perhaps best of all, we have music.
quote by Lewis Thomas
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Claim To Fame
Talk-talk, yak-yak
Watch you pull that old one track
Get it up and get it back
Making it upon your back
No space, no rent
The moneys gone, its all been spent now
Tell me bout your claim to fame
Now aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something bout a claim to fame
Ooohhh sweet mama, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Wet lips, dry now
Ready for that old hand out, now
Aint that some claim to fame
Spaced out, spaced in
The heads round, the squares flat
Aint that some claim to fame
Now tell me aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something, something bout some claim to fame
Ooohhh-wheee sweet mama, extra, extra, something
Something bout your claim to fame
Yeah now
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh mama, said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
About a, about a, something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
bout a, bout a, something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Oh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
song performed by by Lou Reed
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In any grass-roots campaign, building an ongoing base of support is as important as winning the ultimate goal.
quote by Patricia Ireland
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If you ever have the good fortune to create a great advertising campaign, you will soon see another agency steal it. This is irritating, but don't let it worry you; nobody has ever built a brand by imitating somebody else's advertising.
quote by David Ogilvy
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We are a spectacular, splendid manifestation of life. We have language.... We have affection We have genes for usefulness, and usefulness is about as close to a "common goal" of nature as I can guess at. And finally, and perhaps best of all, we have music.
Lewis Thomas in The Medusa and the Snail (1979)
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Setting Stages
There is only one explanation,
That reveals the setting stages of today's insanity.
Vanity, greed and the feeding fed of feelings,
To achieve superiority.
And a right to defend what one pleases,
To describe as an entitlement.
There is no escaping from minds intensed,
With an intent to be seen better than others.
No matter who suffers unjust and undeserving atrocities.
And deluded with beliefs humanity is dispensable,
To anyone capable of possessing 'bling'.
As if obsessed to play the role of God.
There is only one explanation,
That reveals the setting stages of today's insanity.
Vanity, greed and the feeding fed of feelings,
To achieve superiority.
And a right to defend what one pleases,
To describe as an entitlement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Combo State Of Mind
How do I feel,
About what has been done?
And who did what to who and why?
Who deceived and who told lies...
And who denied with alibis?
I'm not surprised by the showing of your interest.
I feel this...
May they get what they deserve.
And may it be served as it was presented and dished.
May those involved find it to their taste.
With an acknowledgement that what one puts out...
It will return to the doer to have the doer remembering the deed.
How do I feel,
About what has been done?
I have no regrets.
I am not the doer to receive,
A retrieving done of a passing along of misdeeds.
Of course I am feeling blessed and pleased.
You can say I'm in a combo state of mind.
You know...
I want to sing AND dance with a bit of grinning too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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True Action!
We are laborer,
Absolutely Pure laborer!
Then why, suffering, complaining,
On own stresses, about unnecessary sweats and toiling!
Work that must be inspired,
Where worker should never come to tire.
No exhaustion but the enjoyment while working,
And true nobler are enthusiastic about goal pursuing!
True Goal is not achieving the goal,
But striving to reach the goal is the real goal.
One should keep the goal to shoot at the highest emplacement,
So that one can enjoy his whole life without getting retirement.
Goal should be so high so that none can reach,
Why should ideal be kept so high so that it can’t be reached?
Striving to reach the highest is the moment where we grow,
Reaching the goal is the end of the goal, hence it will simply blow.
poem by Warner Keisham
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It Is An Inclusive Experience
The best way to inform those uniformed...
Is not to conform to an accepted normalcy.
In time there will be no need to debate,
Those feelings perceived about reality.
Truth brings along with it,
An interpretation needing few to describe its presence.
Somehow it is felt...
Without a single word spoken.
Nor is it known to dispense...
Displays of envy given with disdain.
It is an inclusive experience without question.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Keeps Me Reminded
I wont be the one found,
Trying to re-invent new methods...
To exist without expressing insanity.
Not me.
There is too much to adventure.
Plus...
And I am discovering many of them.
There is something about the old ways,
Of doing things...
That keeps me reminded,
It is not that bad to be considered 'nuts'.
And out of touch from the accepted,
'Normalcy'...
Of those things today presented.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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