Several Zones of Twilight
There are several minds within our own,
Connecting.
Several zones of twilight...
Intersecting.
And given depth and breath,
On a revolving cell in the Universe.
We have come to disregard,
As a nonliving Earth.
And so wrong from birth we've been taught.
It takes perception to accept this Oneness...
That is God.
The only division that conflicts with this,
Is the consciousness God has given 'man'.
And man has decided within his mind he is God!
A part...perhaps.
But only One God is the whole...
Of this 'cosmos' we are in!
Living and connecting,
Several zones of twilight intersecting us,
To give us breath to breathe...
To animate this reality of life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a Consciousness Begins to Lift
When a consciousness begins to lift...
To leave behind foolishness that exists.
There seems to be an acceptance of it.
As if one realizes,
A birth has been committed.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
A release of limitations,
Easily takes a shift.
No longer is one concerned,
About winning conflicts with enemies burned.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It becomes easier to observe,
Those disturbed and their afflictions addicted.
Enjoyed and unrestricted.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It is best to rest.
And let it accept the truth,
That comes with it.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Expect a shock and some loneliness.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Those experiencing this,
Are left to feel estranged!
Alienated,
From that...
Which one had thought,
Was sane!
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Enjoy it as a gift.
Unveiling an abundance of understanding.
Connecting a peace that can be reached.
With a wish to share and treat.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
From those taught they should live,
With lives accepted in self defeat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Hold Your Breath
One day Ill get home before the sun hits the blinds
And give you - Ill give you something to remember me by
Thats the way I am
Its what I got in mind but I dont know if I can
You gotta shoot your gun - dont expect me to dance
Hold me up to the spotlight but
Dont, dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
These empty pockets are my deepest friends
Full of nothing but good intentions
Thats the way it is
It may not be much but I can blow you a kiss
Ive been wrong - Ive been wrong once before
Ill be all right tomorrow but
Dont, dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
I may be lazy or a living wreck
I wont be swayed by your expectations
Thats the way it is
It may not be much but you know what to kiss
Ive been wrong - Ive been wrong once before
Ill be all right tomorrow but
Dont, dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
Dont hold your breath
song performed by by Deep Purple
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From a Birth of Duality
We seek to find completeness,
From a birth of duality.
Father Sun provides us 'light'...
Mother Moon controls all fluidity!
'Behold a 'Oneness' throughout life! '
We are told this is the way.
We are told the 'Creator'...
Will not have it no other way!
And yet the challenge to merge this split,
Keeps us tested to place these pieces in one fit!
We pray one day the answers will come...
As temptations on this path,
Confronts everyone!
Are we an experiment of a Supreme Diety having fun?
Living in cells as molecules that gel...
Fighting to protected a few chosen 'Selected Ones'?
In a Universe of one body,
How can this 'division' be undone?
If we are of 'One'...
And this 'Oneness' is for all,
Our wish to find bliss in a promised heaven...
Comes disguised as conflicts,
We are quick to address...
To leave peace forever stalled!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Division Dens
Living in division dens,
Picking through assorted mints.
Listening to urban music,
And amused by petty arguments.
How blissfully sweet,
This mixed menagerie lifts...
And greets from the streets.
I could not live in suburbia,
The silence of the sameness
Would distract.
And from that my nerves would be disturbed
Living in division dens,
Stacked in concrete...
From several stories of five.
With paths connecting others scattered,
To heights of more than ten!
And within them lives,
A collective eclected excitement of life.
From terraces this is shared.
Or one may choose to sit and breathe alone,
Knowing a world with this blend is out there.
Sparing one of total isolation.
Although inside these division dens,
A sense of freeing needed comes now and then.
And that pleases with an ease.
And yet connects,
In a separation accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Consciousness
Mass and energy is one and the same.
On conversion, they interchange forms.
No gain or no loss is their total sum.
Consciousness runs through them over time.
Water is the essence and consciousness
That runs through ice, steam, mist, dues, fog and frost.
Life energy is the sole consciousness
That runs through plants, animals and humans.
The Universe is constantly evolving.
Living organisms are evolving from the earth
And dissolve into the earth over time.
The consciousness runs through uncut.
Adults give birth to new ones and will die.
The new ones grow to adults and give births.
The adult protrudes its mass and energy
While it itself dissolves into the earth.
Formless consciousness takes variant forms,
Which are, however, impermanent.
Body, senses and mind make human form.
Human form is made of fluent energy.
The energy is undying and unborn.
The life energy manifest in forms
Dies not when the form disintegrates
And only extends when new one develops.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pieces Now Connecting
So happy am I now to live,
To have a mind free.
And the pieces now connecting,
Did not come to fit...
To snuggle,
Perfectly for me to see.
Or feel deep.
Oh so happy am I to have a mind,
Peacefully freed.
And it didn't come to happen,
Easily accepted...
As I thought a peace of mind,
For me...
Would come to be.
I thought all troubles came to be expected.
And easily for me to accept.
I even thought my head was only made to ache.
And easily I accepted.
I thought my life was meant to fear,
And easily I accepted.
With a living in pain to gain...
To easily accept,
And...
To keep it near.
Oh so happy am I to have a mind,
Peacefully freed.
And it didn't come to happen,
Easily accepted...
As I thought a peace of mind,
Would come to be.
For me.
Yes so happy am I now to live,
To have a mind free.
And the pieces now connecting,
Did not come to fit...
To snuggle,
Perfectly for me to see.
Or feel deep.
But now...
Perfectly for me to see.
And I feel deep,
Is a peace...
Within me as it's meant,
To be.
Oh so happy am I now to live,
What fits for me.
With pieces now connecting,
A peace that fits,
Perfectly intended as was meant,
To be.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Danger Zone
Ooh, I wrote you a letter,
And you never sent a reply.
Its a shame, always money or power,
And it doesnt really matter what you think.
Oh, Id give you all I had to give,
Over and over again.
While the government hides its head in the sand,
We live in a danger zone.
Were living in a danger zone.
Youre living in the twilight zone.
Watch out, fall out, gonna get ya, check it out.
All the sad politicians
Hold the world in the palm of their hands.
Its a lie, just an old film on the late show,
In the end everybody dies.
Ooh, Ill give you all I have to give,
Over and over again.
Oh, when will we get it into our heads?
We live in a danger zone.
Were living in a danger zone.
Youre living in the twilight zone.
Watch out, fall out, gonna get ya, check it out.
Were living in a danger zone,
Youre living in the twilight zone.
Whats wrong with solar power? (no profit)
Money money money makes me sick,
You cant get enough of it, of it.
Were living in a danger zone,
Youre living in the twilight zone.
song performed by by Kinks
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Still Sleepy (but cannot sleep)
a red rose with
sixteen petals
dew on one of those
three leaves
seventeen thorns
a blue butterfly fluttering
and now hovering
proboscis
connecting
dawn, cold air
twilight, light seeping in
my mind
three hundred sheep
i am still not asleep
in my mind
light, warm light breaks in
through the shutters
of my mind ....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Music is my life.
Music souths my soul. Music takes me away.
It zones me out to another place.
It takes me to another world, far from reality.
It takes me far away from where i need to be.
Music calms me down. It changes how i feel.
It makes me forget and helps my heart heal.
Im married to music. By my side it will stay.
Follows me where ever i go. Night -N- Day.
The one i give my heart to, it'll always be here.
The thought of letting me down. No theres no fear.
Music is the beautiful sounds that flows through my ears.
ill be committed to it for years and years.
Music flows through my body. My urges start to ring.
The tipe of urges that makes me start to sing.
Music is my addiction. I feen for it.
I need no help to be cured for it.
Music is the air that i breath.
Music is the strength you find in me.
It will always be my number 1 Love till the day i die.
I put music above all.
Cus.MUSiC. is my life.
poem by Ashley Silvestre
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Twilight Hotel
Midnight masquerade
Innocent fantasies
Never ended from room to room
Dressed up for sharades
Every guest has a part to play
And the rules are understood
Undercover
A secret rendez-vous
They won't discover
That it's me and it's you
At the Twilight Hotel
Check your soul at the door
They've got memories to sell
And so much more
Last call at the bar
Fast talkin' it promises
Never really reaching the lines
Seems to bizarre
Such a twisted reality
This place full of manic minds
It's like a dreamland
With time standing still
So make your big plans
They've got all the frills
At the Twilight Hotel
Check your soul at the door
They've got memories to sell
And so much more
In the Twilight Hotel
Price of life still like gold
It's a twilight magic spell
And anything goes
Undercover
A secret rendez-vous
They won't discover
That it's me and it's you
At the Twilight Hotel
Check your soul at the door
They've got memories to sell
And so much more
In the Twilight Hotel
Price of life still like gold
It's a twilight magic spell
And anything goes
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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A Great Wonder
It is no wonder
the grand Universe
does not go asunder
which is so diverse
as a spider-web grand
made up of Galaxies billions
with many a connecting strand
of Stars trillions and trillions.
It is no wonder
when our complete Solar system
in its motion performs no blunder
with its Planets, and Sub-system
being a part of Milky Way
along with asteroids and comets.
All the components with precision play
from their appointed posits.
It is no wonder
the Earth revolving around the Sun.
Even when we ponder
the circles of the Sun's turn
to the centre of the galaxy
of stars in true radiancy.
It is a great wonder
and an exclusive mystery
as to how the kind human mind is a blender
of gore, and murder is the query!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Infinite Consciousness
Perception of solidity
is the brain’s interpretation of
various frequencies
Received as biochemical and
electrical signals from the
physical senses
Which the mind weaves into
the beautiful illusions of
reality
Consciousness energy creates the
universe by projecting through
the interference patterns of
waves of energy
We and all we perceive are manifestations
of the consciousness which created
this - our universe
In fact, we ARE this consciousness that always is,
that is never gained or lost, that only changes form
We are part of Infinite Consciousness while
physical form is just a receptacle, particles
which began as infinite possibilities in the
wave-interference-pattern
When conscious energy is applied like light
shining on a three-dimensional holographic
image, the particles become fixed in time
and space to create the illusion which
we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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What? And, Why Is This Happening?
We are a part of this creation.
Envision yourself in the universe...
Above and looking down upon Earth.
Look around you.
We are part of this eclective consciousness,
That reigns for all eternity.
Supporting an animation of wonder.
With sights unseen our eyes would not believe.
Nor are we alone in it as inhabitants.
We treat 'ourselves' that way.
But we are not!
If all just stopped...
And thought about what we've got.
And from where it came.
We are just but specks to come and go as dust!
None of us can conceive the infinity of it,
As we sit in division within a molecule that spins!
That itself
so does within 'something' that encloses,
Us in darkness!
Who's womb is this?
We come to sit waiting to be delivered?
To bare more incarnations!
Like a cell inside us that dwells.
Continuing to evolve to become...
What?
And, why is this happening?
To us and how?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Set The Twilight Reeling
Take me for what I am
A star newly emerging
Long simmering explodes
Inside the self is reeling
In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood
In the muscle of my sex, in the mindful mindless love
I accept the new found man
And set the twilight reeling
At 5 am the moon and the sun
Sit set before my window
Light glances off the blue glass we set
Right before the window
And you who accept, in your soul and your head
What was misunderstood, what was thought of with dread
A new self is born, the other self dead
I accept the new found man
And set the twilight reeling
A soul singer stands on the stage
The spotlight shows him sweating
He sinks to one knee, seems to cry
The horn are unrelenting
But as the drums beats he finds himself growing hard
In the microphones face he sees her face growing large
And the swelling crescendo no longer retards
I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling
As the twilight sunburst gleams
As the chromium moon it sets
As I lose all my regrets
And set the twilight reeling
I accept the new found man
And set the twilight reeling
song performed by by Lou Reed
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In A Breath
Life is only one breath after another,
We are the ones who control our breaths, not oneanother.
A breath is all it takes,
To make a breath.
In a breath you could stop,
In a breath you could drop,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.
Life is the journey down a pathway,
Of which stones are breaths that show you the way.
A path to eternity, to forever.
Where you shall stay forever and ever.
In a breath you could die,
In a breath you could fly,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.
Tomorrow is yet a turn,
A turn you may not reach, but only a breath can determine,
You don't know when your final turn comes.
You do not know what you will become.
In a breath you could win,
In a breath you could sin.
In a breath anything could happen,
anything could happen.
Life is but a breath,
Air is but a breath,
In life you will find the truth,
And find air is the proof.
In a breath you could find nothing,
In a breath you could find everything,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.
You travel down a river,
Where bubbles are breaths and you are the giver.
The giver of ripples, of currents,
Of which for endurence.
In a breath you could loose,
In a breath you could choose.
In a breath anything could happen
In a breath anything could happen.
Follow the river of dreams to the sea.
This is eternity you will see.
Breath avery breath,
As if it were your last breath.
In a breath you could sail.
In a breath you could fail.
In a breath anything could happen,
anything could happen.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Breathe In…breathe Out
God Breathes Life in…
You know this from first spanking
Involuntary breathing;
Regulated by a knowing body
Disrupted by emotions
Halted by trauma
Stopped by death
“Breath contains Light”
Learn to be a conscious breather;
Take in breath with awareness
Take in positive ions contained in Wind
Breathe out negative thoughts
Breathe out negative feelings
Breathe in
Breathe out
Let breath carry your prayers
Let breath voice thanksgiving
Let each breath praise God…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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God Is Here
Do you know, god is here,
Near us, his touch makes
Us feel, the joy of living..?
We, know, minitues's life it is!
We know, woe is woven
Right at the moment of
Our birth with us...
We do what we are destined
To, earth, heaven, hell all
Are together, together are,
Inferno, Purgatorio and Paradiso.
Three mental states, three zones...
There is in every object the
Revelation of the one and unique
Power, summoning us to be in harmony.
To be one with the eternity.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Because our entire universe is made up of consciousness, we never really experience the universe directly we just experience our consciousness of the universe, our perception of it, so right, our only universe is perception.
quote by Alan Moore
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Thick At that! ...And Glossy!
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
If you talk about someone
In a negative light,
What makes that which is expressed,
Alright to dance on gossip licked lips?
Thick
At that...
And glossy!
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
We know of no one's true feelings,
But our own.
No conflicts inflicted will be felt,
With a depthness known,
No one knows...
Who's in bed with who,
And who is left alone.
But there is no stopping,
Having a fling or two
With someone new.
Who knows what to do,
With a stiffened bone!
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
How much has been changed
To arrange point of views,
By those who discreetly
Do what they do!
How much admitted,
Actually exists...?
Has driven misfits
To even more exposure.
And Rod Sterling has passed...
To worlds beyond Twilight Zones.
And he was very comfortable,
With discussing 'possibilities'!
If it is worthy to admit
Situations believed to be unfit...
One must sit and evaluate,
Being in someone's business not theirs...
How much actually exists?
And whoever committed an admission...
Please admit it!
So we can move 'that hell',
Away from here and us.
And perhaps that 'thick-and-glossy' act
Has been given to attract minds,
Off course!
And all the time.
Will be chased to another place.
And heads here can begin to erect first,
With perception.
Instead of inflated egos wishing to sweat.
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
Well that all depends
On how well the re-enactments
Are delivered in a heightened freshness!
And the staleness is forgiven,
Of prior performances claimed.
Thick at that,
And glossy had more rumors to spread.
That's how she kept her lips supple!
And prepared to use if she had to!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Poor Children Of Iraq
They've never harmed anybody so why are they under attack
Born in the wrong Land at the wrong time the poor children of Iraq
For the crimes of other people why must they be made to pay
They are the innocent victims and why do it have to be this way?
Poor children are made to suffer pawns of a deadly war game
Left to live with horrific injuries this is to all of our shame
They have been robbed of a future war is so very unfair
Damage done to the minds of children in war zones time will not even repair,
Innocent Iraqi war children they deserve better than this
Why deprive them of a future rob them of any chance of happiness
Mothers weep for their dead and injured children war is a terrible thing
Though ballads of famous war victories the balladeers well may sing
But who will sing of the innocent war victims of every bombing and terrorist attack
Like the poor children living in war zones the innocent kids of Iraq.
poem by Francis Duggan
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