Rulers of the Cosmos
Let's agree to come to this conclusion:
Reality is not going to be determined,
By the truth of it!
And deception is applied,
When there are suspicions...
That those with good intentions,
Have liberal agendas.
Affecting the quality of life,
Of human beings.
And many have not earned that right,
To be so qualified!
At least by those standards decided,
By those who have elected themselves...
Rulers of the Cosmos.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Alarm The Passengers
Steward...
Is it my imagination,
Or is the plane flying without a pilot?
'Don't alarm the passengers,
But yes.
The conservatives aboard,
Have decided those liberal...
Are in too many positions of control.
And wish to replace the pilot,
Because it is assumed...
He is a Muslim, born in a different country.
And determined he is no longer qualified to fly.'
But don't they realize all of us might die?
'I have been promised a high paying position,
By them...
When the new pilot is found and we land.
However...
No one else aboard has the guts,
To sit in the pilot's seat.
So I'm doing my best to keep all of you calm.'
Are you NUTS?
'Sir,
I must beg of you to lower your voice.
We have many conservatives flying first class.
And they will be distubed by your outbursts! '
But we all will die without a pilot!
'Hopefully not.
Many are now praying to have someone appear,
Who poses no threat to their stolen traditions.
And that person not be of color.'
What difference does that make?
'Many on board...
Rather die than be saved by a Negro! '
Are they all INSANE?
'Sir,
I must beg of you to lower your voice.
Don't alarm the passengers,
But yes.
The conservatives aboard,
Have decided those liberal...
Are in too many positions of control.
And wish to replace the pilot,
Because it is assumed...
He is a Muslim, born in a different country.
And determined he is no longer qualified to fly.'
So...
What happens? ! WHAT HAPPENS? ? ?
'Sir,
Please lower your voice.
What happens?
Whatever happens...
I'm sure no one will ever learn a thing! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before The Making of a Dollar
Standards valued today,
And what they 'should' be...
Have definitely changed,
From what those same values...
Applied yesterday.
Had been and use to be.
And in 'those' days...
A having of dignity and pride,
Was shown and not denied.
And depending on who you are...
A pride taken in oneself,
Will be labelled conceit and arrogance.
Again...
This depends one how one is depicted.
And 'what' one represents.
To emphasis those values...
Only when they seem to be demeaned,
By a targeted class of people hip hopping on the scene...
Society chooses to belittle and disrespect.
With a media microscoping to defame and diminish.
However...
Those same values are not kept,
When addressing those who believe they are above others...
When marketing their disgrace,
To advertise high on billboards, movies...
And other 'money grabbing' ways up in everyone's face.
Standards valued today,
And what they 'should' be...
Have definitely changed,
From what those same values...
Applied yesterday.
Had been and use to be.
Before the making of a dollar,
Replaced the making of quality human beings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Price So High Should One Agree To Pay
What price so high should one agree to pay,
That comes to sacrifice one's life away.
What degree of devotion is determined fits,
The giving one does...
With no return to replace any of it.
But remaining one does,
Attached to prove it to exist.
What price so high should one agree to pay,
To satisfy those judgemental.
As if it is known,
What a loyalty takes by those ready to critique.
Those without a discipline,
Or an intgerity instilled within one to keep...
Faithful.
What price so high should one agree to pay,
If the price one continues paying,
Is not to others valued.
Or observed to them to have worth,
With a benefit that visually impresses...
To measure up to the ever changing presence,
Of a quality of life fading from precious standards.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Facts Can Be What Whoever Says They Are
If from inception,
There had been no truth.
And from this a reality was based.
Any claims of fraudulence,
Can be denied.
Since prior to inception...
Truth was not a consideration.
And reality was what it was wished to be!
As far as interpretation of facts goes.
And facts can be what whoever says they are.
But when?
And in who's time...
Do they begin to be used for accountability purposes.
If truths are to be held self evident...
When is the constitutionality of consciousness applied?
If applied and how is that determined?
Note:
The word 'self evident' introduced into the English language
as an adjative in 1671.
Definition: 'evident' without proof or reasoning.
Evident: Clear to one's vision or understanding.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As all human beings are, in my view, creatures of God's design, we must respect all other human beings. That does not mean I have to agree with their choices or agree with their opinions, but indeed I respect them as human beings.
quote by Stockwell Day
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Qualified
I got a beat up piece of paper - It's a message from a king
He says - I got to get you out of here
He say - I got to let you in
'Cos I've been down the darkest road there is - I've seen the other side
I got a licence to go - Straight through your pain
Ain't no big deal - 'Cos I'm qualified - Yeah I'm qualified
Qualified in fear and pain - I'm qualified in lies and shame
I'm qualified with a broken heart
You knock me down - I get back up again
'Cos' I'm qualified
I'm qualified - To get your love
I'm qualified - To know what you're thinking of
I'm qualified - in broken dreams
I can save you from where you've been
'Cos I'm qualified
I'm qualified to make you smile
I'm qualified to save your pain
Qualified to give a real good time
Qualified to make your sun shine
song performed by by Chris Rea
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What is qualified? What have I been qualified for in my life? I haven't been qualified to be a mayor. I'm not qualified to be a songwriter. I'm not qualified to be a TV producer. I'm not qualified to be a successful businessman. And so, I don't know what qualified means.
quote by Sonny Bono
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The truth should not be told
The truth should not be told
The truth should always be withhold
The truth as it turns out
Should not be said out loud
The truth as they say will set you free
But it will also come with an undetectable fee
The truth is in fact quite dirty and mean
Even for a noble deed
The truth even in good will or unwillingness to commit deception
As I am sure you have heard; the road to hell is paid with good intentions
So many terrible things the truth brings
It’s really a villain playing the hero if you ask me
But, I’m unhappy to say
The truth has a point in some very maniacal way
Screwed if you do, screwed if you don’t, says the verse
I guess nobody wins in these small set of words.
poem by Gabriel Joel
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We are the first generation of human beings to have substantial insights into the origin of our cosmos and of human life in it.
quote by Arthur Peacocke
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The Truth, The Whole Truth, And Nothing But The Truth
Witnesses in trials in the US are asked to swear
to 'tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth'.
It is impossible to tell the whole truth. Only God is omniscient.
It is impossible to tell the truth. Human beings, like church stained
glass with the sun, always filter the truth, We can only project what
we are, the particular rung of frequency on which we are perched.
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Defense attorneys exaggerate and select because their first duty
is to their clients. Prosecutors withhold exculpatory evidence
and send innocents to jail because scalps on the belts are good
for their careers.
In our political system, the higher one goes, the greater the number
of corrupt judges. Those who have honored the truth the least
ask others to abide by higher standards than the judiciary.
poem by O. Anna Niemus
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Rebirth
As is wont with all beings,
I foresee
a dark cloud descend on me,
to free this soul
from the bondage of being;
to be born again,
in some form, somewhere.
I pray O Lord; and be kind
to release this soul from the bind,
of birth and death and birth again.
If rebirth be thy command,
let this soul meander
through the cosmos;
amazing and awesome as it is;
and settle on some such planet,
where deceit is not practiced
and envy is banished;
where minds communicate in trust
and intentions are not doubted;
where love and not lust pervades
and truth subsides in its air.
I have faith O Lord,
Thou have carved such a niche
in thy cosmos.
Is it heaven! Isn't it so. [2012]
Despicable And Disrespecting Ways
Appalled and giving looks of disdain,
They with their exclusive and self righteous memberships...
Snear at others with blemished records.
From a past long ago regarded as youthfully spent.
And affecting any chance today they may walk upon water.
Of course...
These are the same people,
Who annoint themselves keepers of etiquette.
As passers of the ultimate judgements.
They also create the rules.
And 'makeup' the laws too.
And they who declare themselves above dirt and dust,
Have been the same ones supporting...
The marketing of decadence.
The very garbage surrounding us.
They are same ones driving up and down...
Trashed streets in deprived neighborhoods cruising.
Hoping anyone is soliciting to sell themselves,
As fresh meat.
And those of the self righteous,
Pay for a few minutes to get a quick taste.
Wasting no time showing their bravery,
To jump in someone's face to say...
Who in their past has done acts of sleaze.
And who is not qualified,
To be a role model representing their high standards.
And who should be idolized by children,
Who neither can write nor read or speak English properly.
These are the same people,
Who annoint themselves keepers of etiquette.
Passers of ultimate judgements.
They also create the rules.
And 'makeup' the laws too.
Look around!
Who allowed the quality of life,
And foundations of kept standards and values...
To crumble down?
The poor, hungry and homeless?
Victims of not being deceivers, crooks or blatant thieves.
And they are brave enough to look in someone's face.
The ones who place themselves on high pedestals...
To say,
Who in their past has done acts of sleaze.
And who is not qualified to represent their high standards.
While expressing themselves to be forever hypnotized,
By their fantasized delusions.
And despicable and disrespecting ways on display,
Boasting about what they have, who they are...
In social name dropping sessions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
>
> whisperkwane
>
> [email protected]
>
>
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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When It Can Not Be Served As Dessert
When truth becomes a negative aspect,
Of one's reality.
And it solicits unwarranted snide remarks?
Danger is embraced!
Dishonesty becomes apparent...
And blatantly shown upon one's face!
When truth becomes a negative aspect...
Those who know it well and tell it,
Are the ones who become disgraced!
Especially in places,
Where truth has been replaced...
By a sharing of deception,
That chases away facts distorted...
With accepted receptions.
And those demeaned,
For the audacity of crushing lies...
Told by the ones with insecurities to hide,
Are ostracized!
No matter how obvious,
The truth for them does not inside their minds reside!
A diminished quality of life becomes celebrated...
In campaigns of support,
With a rejoicing undenied!
Truth is deserted...
When it can not be served,
As dessert!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Better understanding of the natural world not only enhances all of us as human beings, but can also be harnessed for the better good, leading to improved health and quality of life.
quote by Paul Nurse
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Truthified
It would be great
If the truth
Was not such a tremendous part,
Of our ever growing bout with reality!
People would believe anything
They were told.
A cure for anything
Would be sold on TV.
Accountability?
It wouldn't exist at all!
Disrespect would be accepted.
A diminished mindset...
With a decreased quality of life,
Would prevail!
And lies?
Well...
It would be great
If the truth
Was not such a huge part
Of reality!
There seems to be an overflow of it!
And you know what 'they' say...
About having too much of a good thing?
It just seems 'too' good to be true!
We've been 'truthified'.
And even denial has achieved glouting status!
'Are you being sarcastic? '
Who me?
NEVER!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Value of Your Delusions
Wishing a thing to exist.
And exclaiming to others that it does...
Does not bring it life.
It may bring it to lips quick.
But not to eyes.
And if any of it is used to deplete pockets...
Of resources earned.
Draining them with fear...
To stock your abundance of cash,
Invested on a gamble that has devastated...
Their standards and quality of life.
One had planned on living,
To retire into wholesome fantasies.
Many will begin to inflict the pain of revenge!
Unending for deceivers.
And nothing can be more realistic,
Than those on a rampage seeking it!
Prepare for this reality.
And...
You didn't hear that from me.
Remember,
You have already campaigned
To have me ignored.
You remember that don't you?
When I began questioning,
The value of your delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Go In To Come Out To Do What?
They say they have beliefs.
And collectively they are seen...
Going in with them.
But they come out to do what?
They say they have traditions.
Standards to uphold.
Lifestyles to embrace.
With a quality of life,
Hard work takes.
They pray to keep them.
And claim to have faith.
However...
When they are seen,
On the day they pray and worship...
To spend time to gain answers and strength.
With Him!
They go in and come out to do what?
I do not see what they believe applied!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The longing in the depth of the heart for absolute good, and the power, though only latent, of directing attention and love to a reality beyond the world and of receiving good from it — constitutes a link which attaches every man without exception to that other reality. Whoever recognizes that reality recognizes also that link. Because of it, he holds every human being without any exception as something sacred to which he is bound to show respect. This is the only possible motive for universal respect towards all human beings. Whatever formulation of belief or disbelief a man may choose to make, if his heart inclines him to feel this respect, then he in fact also recognizes a reality other than this world's reality. Whoever in fact does not feel this respect is alien to that other reality also.
quote by Simone Weil
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Debilitating Limits Of Applied Suppression
Silly are the myths kept.
With all that is being revealed...
About truth.
And the deception...
To diminish the use of it.
Since this might stir a reason...
That pauses to connect 'cause',
Blinded by neglect that effects...
The advancement of a kept ignorance.
And having an absence of reality...
One is never introduced,
To witness its productive use.
And if a meeting should take place...
An enticement to express more respect,
That affects others would be accepted.
However...
One's mental growth that isn't controlled,
May become unleashed...
If truth should be released.
To benefit those freed...
From the debilitating limits of applied suppression,
Not even those oppressing it can look forward to escape.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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