Part of One's Performance
A falsified existence,
Can not purchase one respect...
OR integrity.
Even the act of removing one's mask,
Is thought to be part of one's performance.
Since the doing of it,
Appears to be a study done...
From a rehearsed premeditation.
A falsified existence allowed to deceive,
Vaingloriously...
In an extravagant self righteousness,
Dances with sadness as a companion.
To then excuse an inability to lead.
Or know anything,
About keeping in step...
With an accepted and established rhythm.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ignorant people see life as either existence or non-existence, but wise men see it beyond both existence and non-existence to something that transcends them both; this is an observation of the Middle Way.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Protected By A Masquerading Kept
When a people willfully 'and' knowingly,
'Forcefully' allow themselves to deceive.
Others who are unaware of it,
Is clearly a lack of integrity or an honesty felt,
That is not there within the minds of the doers.
And.
This is an act comparable to treason.
How can anyone again give support,
When it becomes revealed.
Someone they had once followed,
And given respect.
Had no respect 'first' to give to themselves!
In retrospect.
And.
To continue a parading of a charaded,
Self righteousness,
Protected by a masquerading kept.
Should offend anyone duped,
By a display of such ego!
Neither regretted or shows an interest in correcting.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I believe in the supreme excellence of righteousness; I believe that the law of righteousness will triumph in the universe over all evil; I believe that in the attempt to fulfill the law of righteousness, however imperfect it must remain, are to be found the inspiration, the consolation, and the sanctification of human existence.
quote by Felix Adler
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'Congas'
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'Lead/background singers and violins,
With bass! And give it...'
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'YES...'
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Consciousness
I am consciousness, existences and bliss.
Hold the light for everyone you do insist.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless the people you have on your list.
I am consciousness, existence bliss,
think a good thought to those that are missed.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you wouldn’t even kiss.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
heal relationships where anger exists.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you cherish.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Though the proverb is abandoned, it is not falsified.
That's What Happens When Truth Is Spoken
Truth hurts!
That's why the presence of it,
Is scandalized, falsified, denied and fantasized.
Criticized and spat upon and treated like crap!
'You are 'still' talking about truth...
Right?
I just want this conversation to maintain its focus.'
Of course I am 'still' talking about truth.
And that's the tragedy of it!
Even when it is mentioned people want to stop it.
They want to disrupt it with a show of disrespect.
To prove they can throw it indignities.
And to leave it as if that is accepted.
Well...
I say NO to that!
It is NOT accepted!
'You are 'still' talking about truth...
Right?
I just want this conversation to maintain its focus.'
You aren't paying me any attention are you?
That's what happens when truth is spoken!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These People Are Never the First
Too often...
Those who use common sense,
Are punished for being correct.
In fact,
Some sarcastically call them smart.
As if they are using some exclusive part of the brain...
Others do not have membership to address or obtain.
It's just another excuse to sound off their laziness,
With a customary abuse of their existence.
You need not ask for them to give an opinion.
It will be there in the atmosphere!
Along with a judgement passed...
As to who made the wrong or right decision.
And why...
If it was up to them,
They would have made another choice.
And these people are never the first,
To make their voices heard!
It's just another excuse to sound off their laziness,
With a customary abuse of their existence.
And it makes one wonder why...
God has blessed certain creatures with wings to fly.
And some creatures with brains...
Never to be used for long periods of time.
Or,
Very little.
If at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Game Players of America
The game players of America,
Are first bred in our neighborhoods.
They are conditioned to be gangsters,
Crooks and hoodlums.
And put on trial for their criminal denials.
The game players of America,
Are taught to deceive, lie and cheat.
Hussel stolen goods on urban streets.
Go to some church to pray and sing.
And on Wednesdays study Bible verse...
To enable them to be forgiven,
For the sins upon themselves they bring.
The game players of America,
Are part Hollywood mixed with truth.
Part naïve, innocent and uncouth.
And mentally driven to anything falsified that shines.
Conditioned with materialistic mindsets.
And quick to claim what is theirs...
With a factor that begins,
With a carelessness most times.
The game players of America,
Can be said to be thoughtless, rude and self indulgent.
But if they are not into the game to win...
Losing for them,
Becomes a taxpayers involvement.
And high are taxes found,
In cities or towns...
Where they are not known to go down!
Like the blood that's shed and spread on the ground.
However...
Rose colored glasses,
Are on the eyes of everyone.
Distributed free at birth!
And religiously worn.
Whether folks are conducting daily business...
Or hiding behind them hypocritically in some church!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Objects as they exist in time the clean eye and camera give us. Not falsified by seeing.
quote by Jim Morrison
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If You Had It
Once you have been lied to...
By anyone who claims,
They are close to you.
And this has been excused.
Get used to it.
You've allowed someone,
To make this a custom.
And you have become the one...
To disregard when it comes to respect.
So you should not suspect,
A reaction of getting upset...
Will be noticed or connected,
To what has been done.
Afterall...
When it comes to integrity,
It was accepted you had none.
If you did...
Your behavior would not be considered erratic.
If you had it!
But what you have is a lack of consistency.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Refugees
In the shabby train no seat is vacant.
The child in the ripped mask
Sprawls undisturbed in the waste
Of the smashed compartment. Is their calm extravagant?
They had faces and lives like you. What was it they possessed
That they were willing to trade for this?
The dried blood sparkles along the mask
Of the child who yesterday possessed
A country welcomer than this.
Did he? All night into the waste
The train moves silently. The faces are vacant.
Have none of them found the cost extravagant?
How could they? They gave what they possessed.
Here all the purses are vacant.
And what else could satisfy the extravagant
Tears and wish of the child but this?
Impose its canceling terrible mask
On the days and faces and lives they waste?
What else are their lives but a journey to the vacant
Satisfaction of death? And the mask
They wear tonight through their waste
Is death's rehearsal. Is it really extravagant
To read in their faces: What is there we possessed
That we were unwilling to trade for this?
poem by Randall Jarrell
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I Am Consciousness
I am consciousness, existences and bliss.
Hold the light for everyone you do insist.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless the people you have on your list.
I am consciousness, existence bliss,
think a good thought to those that are missed.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you wouldn’t even kiss.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
heal relationships where anger exists.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you cherish.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Not exact
Shadows are not exact but real
You can’t force it or conceal
It may be even longer than size
You must think it wise
It may accompany where you go and turn
You stand, sleep or even run
It has same strength and reflection
Think over it and base your action
A tree’s shadow proves it is standing.
A bird follows its shadow and knows it is flying.
My shadow proved that I have existence
I am living in present tense
What has it do with my being on earth?
I cease to exist upon natural death
I follow on every step and prove
That I am real and follow or move
The story doesn’t end with non existence
Its impact may follow even without insistence
People may follow on what has been left behind
They will try to know the shadow of wisdom and find
So it stays even if you are dead
Your message is accepted and widely read
Single word is enough to give impetus or lead
You have formed some link by providing the thread
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Vast
Each day I awaken,
And I thank God for His blessings.
Also I give thanks...
To those spiritual guides,
I rely on to lead me.
The ones assigned to my lifeline.
Vast is the mind.
And I want mine to explore.
I can not ignore being a part of this experience.
And connected to the whole I am!
All of us are.
Some are conflicted by their existence.
I accept a diffusion...
Without confusing the abundance of it all.
By limitations that restrict a curiousity I am born with!
To think, feel and nourish comes from the core.
That same 'core' that has established the process of thought!
This within us is the same.
Without 'it' all of us would have worthless and thoughtless brains!
Although some may refuse to see it that way.
But that is the only purpose we exist!
To give back to 'it' which has given!
Like a grateful prayer expressed.
It's just that simple.
And also the cause of splits...
In relationships.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deception and Its Relatives
One's inability,
To face the truth...
Should not be a reflection,
Of one's integrity.
With a declaration...
Of deceit being one's motive.
Historically speaking...
When has truth,
Ever been a prioroity?
What are myths?
And what known event...
Has never been embellished?
As powerful as truth is...
The dismissing of it,
Has become a part...
Of why some people exist.
Only the ones choosing to do this...
Seem to be the ones ostracized.
One's inability,
To face the truth...
Should not be a reflection,
Of one's integrity.
With a declaration...
Of deceit being one's motive.
And if that was the case,
Everything people have been led to believe...
About whatever it is that they perceive,
Would have to be erased...
As tremendous lies.
Told for the purpose of keeping fantasies alive.
And we all know what affect,
The effectiveness of facts leaves on minds...
Unsuspecting,
That the producing of facts...
Somehow,
Has a direct connection to revealing truth.
And who knew,
That facts, truth and honesty...
Operated on a different level as a close family.
Than deception and its relatives.
Although denial and amnesia...
Can be debated to be first cousins.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The real danger from advertising is that it helps to shatter and ultimately destroy our most precious non-material possessions the confidence in the existence of meaningful purposes of human activity and respect for the integrity of man.
quote by Paul Sweezy
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Your Expectations
Once words leave from my mouth to be said,
They are not rehearsed to fit snuggly...
To take into consideration your preferred wishes.
In a way that is expressed to address,
Your expectations.
No! That is not what I do.
I am too honest with myself.
If you choose to confuse my words as something else,
Communicating with me is not your desire.
Not if you want to comprehend my feelings,
To mean something else you wish to approve.
I will not manipulate my words in premeditation,
To please what you want from me to hear.
I do not live to feed the keeping of your delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Finally You Have Found Time To Listen
Finally you have found time to listen.
And I am happy that comprehension,
Has moved to the top of your list.
Now,
Let's both sit and discuss our differences.
Which today,
Are becoming more and more similar.
They may not even exist!
Since you've come to realize,
Neither one of us were satisfied...
With pretensions that falsified,
That initial attraction we had for one another.
What a relief!
I never thought we'd come to see eye to eye.
I had grown tired of you believing we should compete.
And for what?
Each other's affection?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing is harder, yet nothing is more necessary, than to speak of certain things whose existence is neither demonstrable nor probable. The very fact that serious and conscientious men treat them as existing things brings them a step closer to existence and to the possibility of being born.
quote by Hermann Hesse
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