Questioned For Shallow Standards Kept
Willing one's adopted comprehension
Of what a prominence is on others to project
Is like any temporary state of an effective delusion
Until
That which is faked
Eventually loses a standing of credibility
Of that which supports the superficiality of it all
With all involved questioned for shallow standards kept
And attention to protect plagiarists and their obviousness
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Obviousness of It
I want to know,
You.
Not that 'you'...
Prepared and rehearsed.
With lines to deliver crisp and quick.
To do and say what you think,
Is in my best interest.
No...
Not that!
I'm directing this!
I want to know,
You.
From where I want you,
To feel me.
And...
That deeply!
With an ultimate shallowness,
Of seeking your pleasure...
As a goal.
To meet discreetly.
And naked if we decide,
To share a chemistry prioritized.
But that 'you' I want to know!
My heat does not generate deceit...
In my eyes.
They can't!
You've got my nose wide open!
And you can rely on that to be devoted.
It has to show...
You melt me.
Not that you might already suspect,
The obviousness of it!
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Shock
The shock of what is not,
Is more disturbing...
Than the acceptance of what is!
Once what is not,
Is stopped and dropped...
A reality delivered,
Ceases attempts...
To make what is not,
Meant to limit with intent.
Meant to have many consent...
To a controlled existence with contempt!
And what is 'not'...
Loses the attention given.
Loses an illusion driven,
To have and behold delusion.
And delusion and reality...
Do not a couple make.
Not today,
When earthquakes are shaking foundations...
Once believed permanent,
Because they were man made!
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Acceptance of Limitation
An intelligence defined by its commonness.
With conditioning affects,
Repeatedly unchanged...
Remains the same in its acceptance,
Of limitations confirmed and expected.
It is not reaching for heights unknown.
Or maverick voyages inspected to address.
Since little of that is nurtured or shown.
Within itself...
There is a discouragement left.
Although a willingness is welcomed,
A birth that clings onto a faith untested...
Allows a growth of hypocrisy condoned.
On foundations grown...
Initializing at its base.
This is not to be question or challenge.
Definitions have been set in place!
The realism of symbolism flourishes.
Never to be erased or end confrontations,
Taking place within.
A intelligence seeking comprehension...
Struggles with knowledge.
And attempts to avoid division.
But eventually chooses to separate in isolation.
To protect from the effective feeding of delusion.
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Manifesting a Connection Made With Sincerity
There were plenty of opportunities,
For us then to communicate.
I even mentioned how important that was.
And you stated how you had no need for that attention.
I did.
Since I could not have any relationship...
Without a chemistry of participation in it.
And you believed,
All you had to do was go through the motions.
There were plenty of opportunities,
For us then to communicate.
I even mentioned how important that was.
And you stated how you had no need for that attention.
I hope you have not remained that ignorant.
And success means much more to you today...
Than a paycheck you eventually give away,
Making attempts to impress that happiness means...
Addressing the best of superficiality there is.
I hope you have not remained that ignorant.
And have adopted something of depth...
That cries to thrive in your soul.
Something you feel alive that touches you...
Deep,
And manifesting a connection made...
With sincerity.
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What Does It Take For Reality To Be Embraced?
What is it that goes on in the minds of those,
Who choose an agenda...
To defeat the ones they have historically opposed?
By the telling of lies and demeaning them,
With stereotypical jokes that seem to continue with no end?
Those old jokes told,
That have rusted against their peeling picket fences.
Delusion!
A delusion kept that their inept perceptions,
Will stay effective with sustained false depth.
And their ability to squeeze the economy,
To have those on their knees and pleading...
With a begging of them to forgive them of 'sins'.
As if they have been annointed as 'chosen' deities.
Worshipped by those suppressed as they believe.
What goes on in the minds of those,
Who choose an agenda...
To defeat the ones they have historically opposed,
By the telling of lies and demeaning them...
With stereotypical jokes?
Delusion!
And what awakens to stun the ones,
To snap out of their spells they've kept so well?
Reality!
And what does it take for reality to be embraced?
A truth that survives that no one can deny.
Once superficiality diminishes from those whose eyes,
Have been cleared and freed from all deceptions.
With trauma to face as a reception!
After inspecting their standards once valued demolished.
'Say what you will.
But a winning was not done with a mandate! '
I agree.
However...
Few losers are heard cheering,
Because they 'almost' defeated that which was opposed.
Or observed snuggling together...
With smiles a mile wide and gratified with eyes closed.
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The Obviousness Of Delusion
Keeping up with appearances,
And striving to sustain a maintaining of an image...
Eventually becomes to be viewed as one's insanity.
Especially during these times,
When those who are clearly out of their minds...
Seem to be the ones more conscious of image.
And not able to embrace the reality of change.
With the obviousness of delusion,
Being stripped away on a daily basis.
To reveal truth and its existence everywhere.
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What A Bitter Bite
Superficiality sustained to maintain,
As a priority to gain acceptance...
Is today as stale as a piece of molded toast.
Although so many have adopted a presence of it,
With beliefs they have an etiquette preferred...
That is both politically and socially correct.
Even if every step they choose to take,
Is as faked as their interpretation of reality.
Procreating with skunks comes to mind!
Especially one feeling confined,
With a rinsing away that will not eliminate...
The prolonging of an outdated after-taste.
'What a bitter bite you have.'
Are you kidding?
Don't mistake what I am doing as a craving.
Or an appetite I've saved to savor the flavor.
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Uniformed Determination
A baton held high...
With a pride one strides,
But reluctant to pass on.
Loses an influence that could cement,
Long lasting sentiments with purpose and identity.
If a significance is recognized with the pride one strides,
With a leadership that includes discipline inflicted.
And a reason to keep one's dignity persisted.
From thoughtlessly being pushed aside...
To accomodate misunderstandings instead of comprehension.
Is a clue delivered that is more than hinted!
And can not be denied as sighted!
This...
Has to be understood and disgested.
Eventually.
Without the ignorance of protest.
Yes!
And not left to leave anyone perceiving,
There is no depth with the image given.
Or a process involved without meaning...
In this intentional parade free of schemes.
A precision is noticed and captures...
Much more than the attracting of attention.
A uniformed determination is present!
And enraptures spectators,
Awed and shocked.
There is nothing for them to joke about or mock.
With jaws dropped they are forced to watch.
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When Do You Plan To Leave?
You have made more re-appearances,
In 'my' world...
Of late.
The one you said was in my head.
The one you said I lived in and was faked.
I remember distinctly,
You referring to my 'visions' as delusional.
The ones that corrupted your values and standards.
The ones you said I kept over-re-acted.
And based upon my own dissatisfactions.
The very same ones...
You now claim affect 'you'.
And leave you stunned.
You have made more re-appearances,
In 'my' world...
Of late.
The one you said was in my head.
The one you said I lived in and was faked.
Why are you not in celebration?
Could it be you taste,
A bit of devastation?
And you believe 'my' world has a few vacancies?
Let me share with you this...
In 'my' world,
I've solicited no one to share my peace of mind.
Or the happiness I have found in it!
However...
I do admire your temporary visit.
When do you plan to leave?
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Risk
Peddling influence
Among thieves
And trying to find explanations
For failed connections!
Introduces a risk incurred...
When addictions to opulence,
Can not be cured by standards adopted!
Money becomes as insignificant
As those who dangle it...
In the hopes that it does not strangle!
But,
Eventually it does!
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You must renounce all superficiality, all convention, all vanity and delusion.
quote by Gustav Mahler
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Those Who Did The Shunning
Once done...
And in retrospect,
As one reflects!
Being ostracized,
By those finding,
Others not living up...
To either their standards,
Or expectations...
Should leave many today,
Feeling thankful and quite blessed.
At least they already know...
They will be the last ones called upon,
To help rescue those...
Out from the depths of their standards.
And a call to participate in doing so...
Will not come from those who did the shunning.
Not those with their values and lifestyles to protect.
Not those active in doing the ostracizing done...
With a tasteful pretense and social precision,
Years they had placed in effective rejection.
This from them will not be addressed!
They have too much awaiting on their plates today...
To attempt any escape from embarrassment.
Those chests puffed up are covered in dirt!
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The Obviousness Of You doing This
It must to you feel great,
To create an opposition.
Then to bait others...
To help keep it faked.
It does,
Doesn't it?
It has to.
The obviousness of you doing this,
Shows with a glow upon your face.
And those you have chosen to oppose,
Only play along as an added hobby.
Knowing it is your disgrace and not theirs,
You can not easily erase.
When the act of yours is traced.
And you are left without explanation.
It must to you feel great,
To create an opposition.
Then to bait others...
To help keep it faked.
It does,
Doesn't it?
It has to.
But it is your fate,
Tossed away.
With no escaping,
From the damage you make to fake...
An opposition!
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Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks Can You Find For Me
Someone Strong And Sweet Fitting On My Knee
She Can Keep Her Job If She Gets It Wrong
Ah, But Mister Marks I Won't Need Her Long
All I Need Is Help For A Little While
We Can Take Dictation And Learn To Smile
And A Temporary Secretary Is What I Need For To Do The Job
I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks Could You Send Her Quick
'Cause My Regular Has Been Getting Sick
I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks I Can Pay Her Well
If She Comes Along And Can Stay A Spell
I Will Promise Now That I'll Treat Her Right
And Will Rarely Keep Her 'Til Late At Night
I Need A ..
She Can Be A Belly Dancer
I Don't Need A Need Romancer
She Can Be A Diplomat
But I Don't Need A Girl Like That
She Can Be A Neurosurgeon
If She's Doin' Nothing' Urgent
What I Need's A Temporary, Temporary Secretary
I Need A, I Need A
Temporary Secretary. Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Now Mister Marks When I Send Her Back
Will You Please Make Sure She Stays On The Right Track
Spoken: Well I Know How Hard It Is For Young Girls These Days In The Face Of Everything To Stay On
The Right Track
What I Need's A Temporary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary,
Temporary Secretary I Need A
Temporary Secretary. Temporary Secretary,
Temporary Secretary.
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Welcomed Into the Family of Comprehension
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
What hand reaching out to shake,
Does not support that?
What prolonged heartbreak,
Would stay wallowing in sorrow?
To borrow an excuse,
Or a chance not to view agony?
Close up and into a tear stained face.
You should not want that reflecting...
Everywhere,
And in every face you see.
Denial is the most contagious disease!
Everywhere,
And in every face you see.
Denial is the most contagious disease!
No thing is detached,
That keeps an attraction from coming back.
Something is attached to that.
And seriously repeated.
When done,
The meaning of that purpose...
Should not go misunderstood!
Like selling one 'pot' who requested 'crack'.
An end should come to that.
When the mind gets that whacked out.
And chained to keep one remaining unchanged.
If it does because of ignorance declared delicious?
That can be forgiven, allowed and forgotten.
We all have had our cravings.
However...
If it does come from an intention reeking in deceit?
That can be considered a good cause,
Some some severe cussing out!
And some folks have earned their cussing out,
Those deserving it...
Rights!
And some folks can be sadistic about it!
You can not cuss them out enough!
There are a number of them to unionize.
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
If it does come from an intention meant?
That can be shallow, obvious...
And an absence of common sense.
And an absence of it is more common than not!
If one ain't got it!
And an intention done lacking sense,
Wastes too much time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
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Very Few Know The Difference
The attention given to not paying it...
Will soon be in conversations mentioned.
To refuse to get involve and to solve what is seen,
When it appears initially on the scene...
Has produced its regrets!
In such an obviousness.
And...
There is no 'catch up' in time to be gotten either.
It is easier to forget...
That which one should have never forgotten.
A loss of self respect...
Will not generate a life of sweetened fragrances.
There are steps one takes that should connect,
To strengthen one's comprehension that identifies a purpose.
And very few know the difference between purpose...
That has lost a vision and a vision that has no depth to be seen.
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There Is A Needed Reason
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason to keep your attention involved.
There is a needed reason!
A needed reason.
There is a...
Needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason to keep your attention involved.
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason.
A needed reason.
If your mind is not here,
It may be focused somewhere else.
If your mind is not on fear...
It poses threats,
To those...
Who want it for themselves.
And if its too clear...
Fear will disappear!
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason.
A needed reason.
If your mind is not here,
It may be focused somewhere else.
If your mind is not on fear...
It poses threats,
To those...
Who want it for themselves.
And if its too clear...
Fear will disappear!
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
There is a needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason to keep your attention involved.
A needed reason.
A needed reason.
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Prominence is cool, but when the delusion kicks in it can be a drag. Especially if you choose to surround yourself with friends and not acolytes.
quote by Barbara Kruger
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No time to Fake
Faked?
My abilities and deeds,
You believe has been faked?
I have yet to admit,
All things I am familiar with.
And with 'whom' I have initiated a process.
Faked?
I feel like a child beginning to learn how to walk.
And you believe my efforts taken have been faked?
Are you saying that just to ignite,
The depths of my greatness?
Or...
Are you hoping someone will validate,
More of a perceived ego...
I have yet to publicly admit?
Either way,
I have had no time to fake!
I have enough on my plate as it is!
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I'm narrating the television series Biography. I'm still involved in my music - I have a new album out. I have an animated project in development. I'm writing a lot of things and you never know if one of them is going to become a six or seven year project.