Seen Cleaned and Fed
It is not difficult to leave behind,
Those who do not mentally or spiritually grow.
When one in a higher state of consciousness,
Arrives to that mindset...
It is not a fashion statement made.
Nor a fad to fade when it is replaced.
When a process of growth is progressed...
A change occurs.
Similar to that which is recognized,
Between children wearing diapers.
And adults who wear them too!
Literally and figuratively!
It's in the observation,
That something has leaped...
In both understanding and maturity.
One seeks to cling.
The other wishes to be seen cleaned and fed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Ascension Ii
(Excerpt from a recent letter to a friend)
What is ascension;
Ascension to me means a move to higher consciousness in or out of the body. Those that want the status quo will be given the opportunity to remain in their immovable/unshakable mindset. Those that attain higher consciousness will have the choice to move on or stay to help enlighten those that are still asleep.
When referring to ascension regarding you, I meant that you have become wiser and better able t see that higher consciousness is your reward in this lifetime. Whether you choose to stay in your body or leave is optional.
I told Brandon this morning that our work during these difficult times is in our relationships. Reconciliation with family, friends and partnerships is what will move us toward enlightenment more quickly.
Trying to do battle with evil in the streets is counterproductive to our growth. Wickedness has a way of imploding and destroying itself.
Don't fret over Mother Earth, she's been taking care of herself for billions of years. When she's had enough she simply shakes off us fleas through cataclysm.
We need to clean up our own internal house ('Know Thyself') because this teaches us how to live in harmony with this planet and each other.
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Inspired In Minds Within
What will be witnessed that comes to an end,
Is a limited mindset.
With a broader and higher consciousness,
That begins.
People are awaiting for something 'physical'...
That will transcend to deliver them.
When all that we are...
Has been 'spiritually' inspired in minds within.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What Appears May Not
What appears in front of you,
May not appear in front of me.
But you and I,
We are mentally connected!
Morally with a chemistry.
And spiritually through this...
We both can see!
A manipulation to have us both believe,
The process of a smokescreen works.
But the doer is the one deceived,
By such deeds of such shallow intentions...
A mindset limited breeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Above all, though, children are linked to adults by the simple fact that they are in process of turning into them. For this they may be forgiven much. Children are bound to be inferior to adults, or there is no incentive to grow up.
quote by Philip Larkin
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Visuals Betray
Sometimes it becomes a task...
To determine and separate those,
Who are innocently ignorant...
From those who are professional.
This is almost as difficult,
As determining one's maturity...
Based upon age and presence.
Today...
Visuals betray.
If one's intelligence is in question.
There are more children in grown up skins,
Then at any other time.
Even those one would think to ne mature,
Disappoints with a childish reaction.
And some of the most profound comments...
Can be heard coming out of the mouths,
Of pre-school children.
With a matter-of-factness AND eye contact.
Something adults either lost through the process...
Or thought it useless to develop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
One Mindset In a Process
You did not discover me.
You chanced upon one of my activities.
One mindset.
One thought process I possess.
I wish to explore and participate,
In this creation.
One mindset.
One thought process I possess.
No deed I do done is for selfishness.
I have no wishes like this to persist.
I've been given gifts I am comfortable with.
You did not discover me.
You chanced upon one of my activities.
And hopefully pieces you bring connect.
For a one mindset...
In a process of thought together,
God possesses.
And 'this' is what has been discovered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Libertarians recognize the difference between adults and children, as well as differences between normal adults and adults who are insane or mentally hindered or retarded.
quote by Tom G. Palmer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Praying To Maintain Their Status
There is nothing more exhilarating,
Than being in an environment...
Of children raising children,
And none of them are nourished...
With an influence meant for them to grow.
And surrounded they are,
With opportunities to have fun.
Leaving them free of accountability.
And anyone attempting to have some,
Is regarded as a threat to broadened any aspect...
Of a higher consciousness.
With an observation of them,
Praying to maintain...
Their status as victims.
And succeeding.
There is nothing like witnessing,
The feasting done of this.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Walking In Someone Else's Shoes
I feel like this about life...
If you have reached your 40's,50's and 60's
With a lack of identity and understanding,
As to who you are?
Do not expect from me my patience,
Or a tolerant hand to hold.
I've been called 'nutt's too often by those,
Who are still seeking approval from their mamas
And papas.
With some folks whining,
As if they need their diapers changed.
And the years I endured through emotional pain...
God came to my aid.
And saved me from back to back heartbreak.
With few caring less 'how' I survived!
As long as I was there to hear their complaints,
My pain to them was insignificant.
And as I observe and comprehend how some can be...
I see them now the same way,
Without concern.
There 'is' a caring!
However...
I don't get wrapped up dramatically about it,
Like some folks.
There is something to be said,
About walking in someone else's shoes!
They may look easy and comfortable to wear...
Until it is realized,
The fit just isn't 'that' comfortable.
A perception handed to one on a plate to eat...
With a choice to live life,
Is not life lived to experience all it offers.
Even if one is not ready for the experience...
There is a process called 'growth' that is done!
A maturity that happens,
When one heals and recovers from mental insecurities...
Of all kinds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Calling With a Voice Heard and Understood
One age we must leave.
To aspire to another.
To let whatever is to take place,
Be done.
And we too...
Must be done with it,
To let it do what we need to have happen.
Rapid mixture churns the blend.
Spinning on an axis to outreaches of the Universe.
In light years unnoticed by those of us,
Traveling in and upon it!
One age we must leave.
Like the peeling or the hatching...
Or a birth that occurs from one's womb.
Some may have wishes to stop to perceive,
Reflections mirrored in perfection!
Detecting a defect.
Others are having their minds expanded...
Stretching a consciousness to a higher,
Connection.
Calling with a voice heard.
And understood.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Not On a Search and Recovery Mission
The old ways.
Are fading quicker...
Without hesitations made.
There are some,
Wishing a slowing down was done.
To re-evaluate and save...
The very best of those yesterdays.
The old ways.
Are fading quicker...
Without hesitations made.
With few reminiscing,
How things use to be.
A rush to a higher consciousness...
Comes regardless of those disliking it!
Those preferring to keep themselves hidden.
And not understanding that eyes cleared to see...
Can see where they are, who they are, where they hide
And who they have claimed to be!
The old ways.
Are fading quicker...
Without hesitations made.
Along with children's tricks.
And those adults who played them...
Too often with addictions,
They could not grow up or away from.
With excuses made as if to influence,
By the use of leftover ignorance.
And expecting an acceptance,
Of a refreshened forgiveness.
'What concepts of this life,
Connects in their minds? '
You familiar with that song,
'Que Sera, Sera'
Whatever Will Be Will Be.
And it goes on to say...
The future's not ours to see!
Well...
Let this be said,
Some folks aren't in the 'moment'
To see anything!
Future, present or past participles...
Addressing the texture of the one with perfect nipples.
I am not on a search and recovery mission.
And no guilt befalls my peaceful sleep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Therell Be Some Changes Made
W. benton overstreet / billy higgins
They say dont change the old for the new
But Ive found out that this will never do
When you grow old dont last long
Youre here today and then tomorrow youre gone
I loved a man for many years gone by
I thought his love for me would never die
He made some changes that would never do
From now on Im going to make some changes too
For theres a change in the weather
Theres a change in the sea
So from now on therell be in change in me
My walk will be different, my talk and my name
Nothin about me is going to be the same
Im goin to change my wayof livin
If that aint enough
Then Ill change the way that I strut my stuff
cause nobody wants you when youre old and gray
Therell be some changes made today
Therell be some changes made
The say the old time things are the best
That may be very good for all the rest
But Im going let the old things be
cause they are certainly not suited for me
There was a time when I thought that way
Thats why Im all alone here today
Since every one these days seeks something new
From now on Im goin to seek some new things too
For theres a change in the fashion
Ask the femine folks
Even jack benny has changed jokes
I must make some changes from old to new
I must do things just the same as others do
Im goin to change my long, tall daddy for a little short fat
Goin to change the number where I live at
I must have some lovin or Ill fade away
Therell be some changes made today
Therell be some changes made today
song performed by by Billie Holiday
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Are You Growing?
Are you growing in The Lord, or does His teaching go ignored?
Has He in you made a change, or do you simply live the same?
Has His Word within your heart, sincerely given change a start?
Or does the change you begin, get hampered by your daily sin?
Just like a baby my dear friend, are all men who are born again,
And just like a baby at the start, we have for God a tender heart.
We need to trust and follow Him, as God leads us away from sin.
And like a baby we need to grow, so our fruit for Christ can show.
Can believers help other men, when they don’t grow my friend?
Will men believe what God can do, if they see no growth in you?
Do you build upon God’s Truth, making your life His living proof,
That He truly changes lives, through the Power of Jesus Christ?
True change begins in The Spirit, and The Word as men hear it,
And as you then apply The Word, growth in your heart is stirred.
And our life becomes a testament, to the One that God had sent,
Then like His Son Jesus Christ, men need to become a sacrifice.
How can you not grow for Christ, when God gave to you His life?
How can you help others to see, if you remain a baby spiritually?
Let The Spirit, who lives inside, to help you grow and be a guide,
So you can be all that you can be, leading others to life eternally.
As If Affirmations
There are times when they come,
We all find ourselves...
Repeating those needs.
As if afirmations,
With wishes to have them completed...
Before an admiration of patience increases,
To forget what had been wished and wanted...
Had been a priority.
Once stated and done,
Most would leave their wishes alone...
To become fulfilled on their own.
How devoted to understanding can one get?
But there are those like myself,
Who would prefer not to have aged...
To grey too much with steps slower paced,
When those needs finally arrive to be done...
Hoping they are recognized as requests once made,
And who initiated the desire.
'Are you sure you have come to the right door?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Plentiful Are Those With Blank Stares
Some personas develop at a certain age.
And do not progress.
Perhaps that is the reason,
Many adults still possess...
A noticeable immaturity.
In grown up skin and more like children,
With limited communication skills.
And devoid of accountability.
A seriousness does not in their minds sit.
And comprehension?
Forget it!
And when some folks reach,
The 'state' of a higher consciousness...
An 'aloneness' is what they get.
In depth conversations,
Are few and far between.
But plentiful are those with blank stares.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Difficult It Is to Let Go
One can love family so much,
That a growth process becomes smothered.
And an adherence to independence,
Becomes a threat no longer welcomed...
To cross a once accepting threshold.
'If you can not obey by 'my' rules.
Get out! '
People enjoy their comforts as they are.
If stale and moldy?
The better.
And a comfort with this is shown.
As sure as everyone knows...
What is stored in the cupboards.
And who enjoys what to eat.
Difficult it is to let go!
Or even force out of the nest...
One who begins to exert an opinion,
That may upset!
And yet...
Doesn't it seem as if those who have enjoyed their lives best...
Are those who had rebelled and been labelled,
As a nuisance and pests!
And...
After experiencing on their own much hell,
Have return to express that once elusive understanding!
And with a comprehension that is openly confessed,
The logic of sharing expenses.
With a patience that should be addressed.
One can love family so much,
That a growth process becomes smothered.
And an adherence to independence,
Becomes a threat no longer welcomed...
To cross a once accepting threshold.
Until a maturity pleasingly seen is approved.
'That's a good idea.
The sharing of expenses and doing that here! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
When September Arrives, Again
September arrives and Autumn begins.
The Summer then bows to Fall.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
In New England.
September arrives,
And the sky loses brightness.
Winds start to whip...
Leaves off of trees.
I use to wonder,
Why I heard thundering...
As it rained to bring a change to things.
September seems erratic and dramatic.
Shifting as it does...
To prepare all for the Winter.
Children return to school,
As cool winds descend.
September has come back,
Again...
So quickly.
September arrives,
And Autumn begins.
The Summer then bows to Fall.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
In New England.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
When September arrived.
And Autumn began,
With winds again.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
As Autumn began,
With winds again to begin.
When September arrived.
When September...
Arrived!
When September,
Arrives...
Again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Children are today.
Children are today, Too outspoken for their age,
Some of their attitude stinks, and they have too much rage;
When we as adults grew up years ago, learnt to behave,
We respected the older folk, and no drugs did we crave.
Some children today, through abuse, and neglect,
Are hurting inside them, what they need is hard to detect;
They need guidance, love, understanding and care,
They need to be shown that someone will be there.
Children today, are expected to grow up too quick,
Taught to much, far too early, so wrong things they'll pick;
And as they grow, let them grow slowly at their own pace,
Let them be children while they can, and give them space.
poem by Margaret Haig
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It Is Best to Leave This Mindset Alone
There will always be those,
Who attempt to match wits...
With those who comprehend
The advantages of understanding.
Some folks live within a box regarded as safe.
And from inside a point of view of outside events...
They choose to argue their findings,
Condensed...
From a state of mind that is comfortable,
But for those who have discovered 'reality'...
They know this makes no sense.
And to produce beneficial chit chat,
Does not induce a growth of thought.
When a sharing is lost with one who's mind is stuck...
Deluded in visions found too comfortable.
And eventually these folks others must give up!
A process attached to learning,
For some is a worthless yearning.
And for them a progress is created from isolation.
Where ignorance is encouraged to thrive and manifest.
It is best to leave this mindset,
Alone!
They perceive time sits to wait for them,
To be condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
With A Catering Done
Education will always be a deficient process,
As long as people are offended...
By anyone expressing intelligence.
And when the raising of children,
Isn't done by adults with a goal to increase...
Perceptions to connect a comprehending growth,
Shown that is released.
People become defensive when in the presence,
Of one who has experience to share.
And instead of being respectful with a listening...
One's biasness takes over.
And a critiquing diminishing from them begins.
With that as the awareness there to be given.
Education will always be a deficient process,
As long as people are offended...
By anyone expressing intelligence.
And when the raising of children,
Isn't done by adults.
With a catering done to an ignorance as a result...
An encouragement of mediocrity flourishes without end.
'So what is the ultimate solution? '
Something that will remove biased attitudes.
With an implementation in everyone's mind...
To find reasons to respect with a leaving them colorblind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!