Proactive Tactics
Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
Into third.
A journey enjoyed,
With perception employed...
Takes removing comforts packed,
Out of a box wrapped with familiar trappings...
To explore fresh adventures that are not.
People fear their selfishness threatened.
Those accustomed from living off the backs of others.
Creating their interests from what is seen,
In another's backyard.
And with the use of strategies,
Employing reasons to manipulate and thieve.
Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
Into third.
The sharing of resources produces more for all.
Ideas extend from this.
But those of limited awareness and greed.
Perceives one's enslavement,
Delivers what they need.
In a feeding of a suppression...
That stunts abilities.
To leave a dependency...
That a laziness breeds.
And succeeds in the observation...
Of an ignorance supported,
By ongoing stupidity monitored by insecurity!
Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
Into third.
With a view more appreciated,
By all being accountable and taking responsibility.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One Thinks of That
When a momentum is set,
To dilute one's good intentions...
It should be made clear,
To those preparing to get into this gear...
They should make sure they do not,
Cut off their noses to spite their faces.
Or bite the hand that might be feeding them,
Under the table.
When someone's good intentions are gone...
So too go with them their much needed connections!
And of course,
No one thinks of that...
While stabbing someone else in the back!
Especially when egos of those in small towns,
Lack any hints of common sense!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Picking It Up
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up...
Like that does not ensure,
Self assurance to occur.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up...
Like that does not ensure,
Self assurance to occur.
It is a strategy that one should seek.
With satisfaction first examined.
To make sure that one increases harmony!
With a proactive way,
Of life to live.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
It is the heat that one releases.
When nothing satisfies to analyzing eyes...
Only seeing with a vision that's fixed.
As if in a tunnel,
To rip through quick.
It's not a riddle when one plays it second fiddle,
Oh...
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
With proactive actions to prevent blurs.
And...
Don't be vague!
Proactive actions do prevent blurs.
Don't be vague.
Proactive actions do prevent,
The making of excuses.
Proactive actions do prevent blurs.
Don't be vague.
Proactive actions do prevent,
The making of excuses.
Proactive actions do prevent blurs.
Don't be vague.
Proactive actions do prevent,
The making of excuses.
Oh...
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
One should think of self assurance that endures.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thee Intent
Some people have a habit to market b.s, for there own selfish gain. Thee act is display on all-who allow that particular person or persons to come in there lives.Emotional individuals, and individuals who are out going, proactive, popular, high spirited, and kind hearted, and last but not the least loving. This learned behavior of mental practice came from observation, the wolf or wolves whose dressed with intentions to deduct all that they can until your well becomes dry.Thee intent is intentional, they impersonate a false charter and live thur others joy, peace and happiness. The wolf can be either sex, with vampier nature to suck the life right out the living because there living dead.
poem by Clarence Williams
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It Is Not
Conscious of structure.
Conscious of order, law and discipline.
Conscious of those to whom is given respect.
Conscious of tradition and ideals...
And the effect this has on one's mindset.
Conscious of a faith that goes much deeper,
Than the faking of an acceptance of rituals.
Conscious of life,
And the limits of it lived.
Conscious are those,
Who are aware that this life...
Is much more than it is perceived,
It is!
Since it is not what we have been led to believe.
And a consciousness of those conscious of this,
Is what has been received.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fantastic Is This Magicness
It's magic is,
Wrapped fantastic.
And efficiently preserved to eat.
Its magicness,
Is fantastic.
And fresh enough,
Whenever the need.
It's magic and wrapped fantastic.
And never to be used as one would please.
Leaving all a quality that's hard to believe.
It's magical,
And fantastic.
To satisfy like nothing could.
With the coulda wouldas wishing they understood.
Oh it's magical,
And fantastic.
To satisfy like nothing could.
With the coulda wouldas wishing they understood.
Fantastic is this magicness.
With the wannabees sneaking a peek.
Fantastic is this magicness.
With the wannabees sneaking a peek...
Wishing they could get a piece of this recipe.
Fantastic is this magicness.
With the wannabees sneaking a peek.
Fantastic is this magicness.
With the wannabees sneaking a peek...
Wishing they could get a piece of this recipe.
It's magic and wrapped fantastic.
And never to be used as one would please.
Leaving all a quality that's hard to believe.
Its magicness,
Is fantastic.
And fresh enough,
Whenever the need.
Its magicness,
Is fantastic.
And fresh enough,
Whenever the need.
Leaving all a quality that's hard to believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nonsense Is Just What It Is
Some folks are quick to say,
They meant no harm by their intentions.
And if harm was done...
An apology is extended.
I have a problem with that!
Since I know for a fact...
Few people sleep walk unconsciously.
Those who are conscious,
Know exactly what they do!
To who, why and for what reasons!
The rest of that nonsense is just what it is!
Pure BS!
People make mistakes!
And even those are consciously made.
Folks just don't like the exposure of being caught.
Believing it is easy to excuse what they do.
Like a ritual or a tradition of sorts.
An act is committed; an apology is given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Promises Made Never Discharged
good intentions
promises
made but never paid
still outstanding today
good intentions
meant
for tomorrow do not
count today no way
good intentions
promises
made but never kept
haunt betrayals felt
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wouldn't Tremendous Be Greater Than Fantastic?
An ego once unleashed,
Releases an exposed insecurity.
And accepts the limitation of praise given to it,
As an acknowledgement to something witnessed...
That will be condoned forever.
But egos eventually fizzle to do a dropping as flops.
'You must be talking about yourself? '
ME?
Moi?
Are you kidding?
I'm too fantastic to have a limited ego.
I am greater than that.
I let my ego do a dropping that flopped,
Many years ago.
'Oh?
So you are 'that' tremendous? '
I did NOT say tremendous.
I said...
Fantastic.
There is a difference in the limits,
You know.
'Wouldn't tremendous be greater than fantastic? '
You don't have to twist my arm.
I am 'not' one to argue with someone who knows.
Okay...
You win.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Routine Chatter
Anyone can probe and find 'something',
To disparage one's credibility.
And if what has been 'created'
Is labelled disgusting...
By those doing this in exposed daylight,
AND self righteous?
Well,
Doesn't that put one's influence on the line?
As if an intention was there to undermine.
Being proactive with intervention,
Can prevent one's good intentions.
And having the audacity to be able to 'think',
On top of it...
Poses a major threat to those,
Who have come to enjoy...
The ease of instigating 'implied' suppression.
And today that doesn't have to be seen,
As much as understood who gets and receives...
Which kind of punishment to implement.
With a blaming of the ones deemed obvious,
For this cause...
More worshipped than scrutinized.
They today experience no integrity loss.
The affects of ignorance have been inbred now.
And those experiencing urban blight,
Delight in doing that to themselves.
Anything else proclaimed,
Is just routine chatter.
Only to matter when a call for unity is the theme.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fantastic, Thats You
You look at me...and then a song begins
Played on a million...velvet violins
My head goes reelin...and around it spins
Fantastic...fantastic...thats you
You whisper darlin...and before my eyes
A blaze of fireworks...light up the skies
My heart grows wings...and away it flies
Fantastic...fantastic...thats you
You perform miracles
Whenever you hold me near
Tender, warm miracles
That make me surrender dear
And when you kiss me...heaven opens wide
And there you are...inviting me inside
No wonder angels up there...have staring eyes
Fantastic...fantastic...thats you
(instrumental break)
Yes, and when you kiss me...heaven opens wide
And there you are...inviting me inside
No wonder angels have...those staring eyes
Fantastic...fantastic...thats you
I said fantastic...fantastic...thats you
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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A company of error
It’s fantastic
Everyone joys to watch it
Even all we do are breaking each others heart, crushing each others pride
It’s fantastic
Everyone loves to see it
It seems common sense is out of their head now
We like to cross each others path, we always in hot debate
But it’s fantastic
Everyone eager for more slapstick
We are falling to each others trap, running to each others map
It’s fantastic
Everyone craves for lots cry and weep
And we just have to close up the creep
It’s fantastic
Everyone has a blood of sadistic
It’s so obvious it can make a healthy man got sick
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Beauty is holistic
Be clean; you are conscious of skin.
Do yoga; you are conscious of body.
Do prnayama; you are conscious of energy.
Do meditation; you are conscious of mind.
Being conscious of it is strengthening of it.
Then which woman can resist you?
12.08.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Players lose you games, not tactics. There's so much crap talked about tactics by people who barely know how to win at dominoes.
quote by Brian Clough
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Power Fantastic
Late at night, when the world is sleeping
U r frightened, cause the powers creeping
In your room is something ure afraid of
Life or doom is what this feelings made of
Power fantastic
Is in your life at last
Ure a little apprehensive
cause what it is is what u want and need
Minor g is the chord of pleasure
It will be played eleven measures
U will see fire, but ure cool as ice
U lie if u say this isnt nice.
Power fantastic
Is in your life at last
Ure a little apprehensive
What it is is what u want and need
Power, power
Power fantastic
Is in your life at last
Ure a wee bit apprehensive
cause what it is is what u want and need
Power, power, power fantastic
song performed by by Prince
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Fantastic Day
Well theres a great amount of strain
About getting on that train
Every day and every night
The only thing that makes it good
Is seeing my favourite sight
Prance and flutter stride down that green escalator yeah
When Im getting off my train
And my love is on my brain
Every day and every night
The only thing that makes it right
Is seeing my favourite sight
Crying in the night with the summer in her eyes tonight
Fantastic day today
Fantastic day
Well I can find a funny feeling
Funny as a smile
When your mouth is all dry
Why?
Fantastic day today
Fantastic day
Well its a fantastic day today
Well its a fantastic day
I know Ive lost myself again
True love has past me by
I tried to shave myself
Be a happier guy
Night and day
I can see it in your eyes
Now the summer never smiles
On a happy honey day
Am I being in the way?
When Im so in love with you
I cant sit down and I cry in pain
With night and day
Fantastic day today
Fantastic day
Well its a fantastic day today
Well its a fantastic day
song performed by by Haircut 100
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As If Waiting To Be Revenged
There is something about being disrespected,
That cements itself in one's mind to stay.
As if waiting to be revenged.
No matter who pretends a forgiveness has been given...
As if one's approval has been voted upon to be accepted.
By those who participated in the disrespecting.
The one disrespected does not forget.
And the culprits aren't quite sure,
If their deeds done have been remembered.
But if anyone has been singled out for mockery...
Well,
The odds they will remember being ridiculed,
Are pretty much one sided.
And those who have been 'stung' by people like this,
Do not awaken as if overnight they are excited and prepared...
To be in the presence of those whose minds have been rehabilitated.
I could care less how many scriptures are quoted.
And the recent donation of their charitable ways.
A conscious attack made upon another.
Is an attack upon another that was made consciously.
Say that any way you please.
If anything,
New tactics have been learned that has sealed one's identity.
And one's dignity maintained is never compromised,
By those wishing to make other people miserable.
And there is nothing like watching people like that,
Do that to themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Honda
Go!
Im gonna wake you up early
Cause Im gonna take a ride with you
Were going down to the honda shop
Ill tell you what were gonna do
Put on a ragged sweatshirt
Ill take you anywhere you want me to
First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster)
Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster)
Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster)
Faster its alright
Its not a big motorcycle
Just a groovy little motorbike
Its more fun that a barrel of monkeys
That two wheel bike
Well ride on out of the town
To any place I know you like
First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster)
Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster)
Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster)
Faster its alright
It climbs the hills like a matchless
Cause my hondas built really light
When I go into the turns
Lean [tilt] with me and hang on tight
I better turn on the lights
So we can ride my honda tonight
First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster)
Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster)
Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster)
Faster its alright
First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster)
Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster)
Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster)
Faster its alright
song performed by by Beach Boys
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These Are New Days, Children!
Weak tactics.
Celebrated,
By those thick headed
And using tired tricks.
Have played out,
Among those who have risen...
Above this.
And the ones still doing that,
Just do not 'get it'.
They are limited beyond belief!
Believing their weak tactics done,
Will get the attention of everyone...
Or someone impressed enough,
Who has long regarded them...
Limited creeps of rusting values.
They would like to play on a bigger 'field'.
But they will always yield to those...
Who are not into the 'self'!
Even those with wealth can not dismiss,
Or dispose these 'mental wonders'.
'These are new days, children!
And the games being introduced,
Are not only technical...
They are from out and beyond this world! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Procrastinations Created to Make An Erasing
No excuses are better made,
Than those insecure that make them.
A beating around the bush,
Whether conscious or not.
Is not done quite as well...
As those who attempt to escape,
From hesitated procrastinations.
Created to make,
An erasing of their accountability!
People like this are easily offended.
Believing their disrespect for others,
Should be condoned.
People like this,
Anticipate being appreciated!
For making mediocrity enforced upon others.
With a downgrading of their expectations.
And communicating that,
To entrap as this is shown!
No excuses are better made,
Than those insecure that make them.
A beating around the bush,
Whether conscious or not.
Is not done quite as well...
As those who attempt to escape,
From hesitated procrastinations.
Created to make,
An erasing of their accountability!
And as incredible as this may be...
People extend to them patience,
With comprehension.
Instead of giving them a boot to the curb!
Asked for and deserved!
A lack of discipline should never be rewarded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Best Of Intentions
I had big plans for our future
Said I'd give you the whole world somehow
I tried makin' good on that promise
Thought I'd be so much further by now
Never could build you a castle
Even though you're the queen of my heart
But I've had the best of intentions from the start
Now some people think I'm a loser
'Cause I seldom get things right
But you make me feel like a winner
When you wrap me in your arms so tight
Please tell me you will remember
No matter how much I do wrong
That I had the best of intentions all along
Chorus:
I gave you a ring
And I promised you things
I always thought we'd do
But my best-laid plans
Slipped right through my hands
To show my love for you
And if you could read my heart
Then you'd know without exception
It was all with the best of intentions
Chorus
So here I am asking forgiveness
And praying that you'll understand
Don't think I take you for granted
Girl, I know just how lucky I am
Though you deserve so much better
You won't find devotion more true
'Cause I've had the best of intentions
Girl, I've had the best of intentions
Yes, I've had the best of intentions loving you
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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