Slower Doses
On the surface it would appear,
Useless studies...
Pitting the blacks against whites,
And other 'minorities'
Would continue to delight,
With excitement...
Those who enjoy comparisons
Between a pampered Poodle,
And an abandoned German Shepard.
It makes no sense...
On the surface of 'things' manmade!
Where is the logic?
Other than to feed one's mental insecurities!
Graphs and charts depicting disparities,
Seem to be a tradition
To monitor the the ambitions,
And success of implanted ignorance!
But purposes on the surface,
Of 'things' manmade...
Are not revealed.
Intentions are concealed!
However...
This activity does show an advancement of sorts!
It continues to spread light
On all uses of effective weapons,
In place
That bring progressive societies
To complete ruin!
And ultimate disgrace.
It makes no sense...
On the surface of 'things' manmade!
Unless a cause and reason...
To implement genocide,
With documentation
As a means to maintain stolen lifestyles
Are maintained...
For those who prefer their own devastation,
In slower doses!
To ensure the rise of insanity is not mistaken!
Results of that achievement,
Has already been observed!
It makes no sense...
On surface of 'things' manmade!
Forget they do
'Where' the true power of all existence...
As we know it,
Originates!
From dimensions unseen!
Contemplating.
And 'Its' ultimate weapon has yet to be felt,
But comes!
To 'snap' some out of their illusion of 'greatness'
As to 'what' controls...
And 'who' survives,
From such mindless deeds of the greedy
Who see themselves as conquerers!
On the surface of 'things' manmade!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There are two sorts of curiosity -- the momentary and the permanent. The momentary is concerned with the odd appearance on the surface of things. The permanent is attracted by the amazing and consecutive life that flows on beneath the surface of things.
quote by Robert Lynd
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There are two sorts of curiosity - the momentary and the permanent. The momentary is concerned with the odd appearance on the surface of things. The permanent is attracted by the amazing and consecutive life that flows on beneath the surface of things.
quote by Robert Wilson Lynd
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Prepare the world for the pleasure of being fair
Many a people do not live
They are just alive
It is not, believe, not a lie
But as true as the blue sky
Not that they can’t try
They are always lost in a cry
Over spilt milk and fry
Their enthusiasm in thoughts dry
Never take that this does mean
That they are weak and mean
They are as strong and clean
As each one in any clan
Make them understand and feel that
My things are mine
And they are like a mine
Unexplored and a lot remain
To be discovered and made fine
And that
My things are much more
Than what surface above the floor
Rigorous search brings them to the fore
As exercise only makes you sweat more
Teach them how to be assertive
Help them become sensitive
Quite sure, they grow positive
Productive and thus effective
The ultimate is to make everyone share
The things, they think, are rare
And only for them, and to prepare
The world enjoy the pleasure of being fair
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Initial Attraction
What lies beneath the surface smile?
which you display to everyone?
The mask you wear to be in style.
What lies beneath is yours alone.
Does it indicate interest?
What lies beneath the surface smile?
And will I perhaps pass the test
enjoy your company for a while.
Is it a sign of practiced guile?
or simple act of self defence.
What lies beneath the surface smile?
Must I rely on my sixth sense?
My need to know grows more intense
I am prepared to wait awhile
to try and gain your confidence.
What lies beneath the surface smile?
(poeticpiers/20/07/2007)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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If The Surface For Them Did Not Exist
If the surface didn't exist,
Many wouldn't have a thought to cling to.
Many wouldn't know,
Which gossip heard was true.
If the surface for them did not exist.
If the surface didn't exist,
The many dependent on having lives not their own...
Would be lost without being told what to do.
Many absolutely would not have a clue...
How to find their way around,
Without following in someone's footsteps.
If the surface they sniffed did not exist.
And if the surface for them did not exist...
They would not be able to sit alone,
Doing something completely on their own...
And appreciating life,
With the minding of their own business.
If...
The surface for many did not exist,
It would be taumatic for them to seek a thought process.
Many would not know where or how to begin.
So many are accustomed to living lives that are shallow.
With an ability only to identify with that...
Which is supplied and arrives to them surfacely.
Even a dog sniffing tries to find a place to bury a bone.
And doing that alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As with all my work, whether it's a leaf on a rock or ice on a rock, I'm trying to get beneath the surface appearance of things. Working the surface of a stone is an attempt to understand the internal energy of the stone.
quote by Andy Goldsworthy
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Surface Calm
Surface calm enfolds
the hidden tiger
of repressed emotions
sleeplessly prowling
within the inner reaches
of the mind’s cave.
Surface calm here holds
attention – geiger
counting the ocean motions
of reactivity, radioactivity
tuned into the wave lengths
of the [he]art’s rave.
Surface calm explodes
upon the calm surface
of a sheet which enfolds
the hidden tiger of.....
25 May 1991 revised? 31 May 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Your mind is like water in a pond
Observe the water in a pond
Keep it still and particles will sediment to ground
Only then the surface becomes transparent and clear
Our reflections we can view without a blur
When wind blows and creates waves on the surface
Those sediments will be stirred up and make the water opaque
Then the water surface is no longer transparent and clear
And our reflections in it will become just blurs
Our mind is like water in that pond
Only when still and calm it can be clear and strong
If we let external forces disturb our still and calm mind
By those things we will be controlled and beguiled.
poem by Henry Chen
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Surfaces
at the surface it may be smooth
like varnished furniture
but then it is not the surface that really counts
the inner layer makes the difference
is it made of steel or plain wood?
what stuff are you made of?
what heart is there? what spleen?
softness of cotton absorbent to failures
the hardness of clay that cracks to heat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The removal of an electron from the surface of an atom - that is, the ionization of the atom - means a fundamental structural change in its surface layer.
quote by Johannes Stark
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Do Not Expect
Do not expect that if your book falls open
to a certain page, that any phrase
you read will make a difference today,
or that the voices you might overhear
when the wind moves through the yellow-green
and golden tent of autumn, speak to you.
Things ripen or go dry. Light plays on the
dark surface of the lake. Each afternoon
your shadow walks beside you on the wall,
and the days stay long and heavy underneath
the distant rumor of the harvest. One
more summer gone,
and one way or another you survive,
dull or regretful, never learning that
nothing is hidden in the obvious
changes of the world, that even the dim
reflection of the sun on tall, dry grass
is more than you will ever understand.
And only briefly then
you touch, you see, you press against
the surface of impenetrable things.
poem by Dana Gioia
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Scratch The Surface
Scratch the surface serve a purpose
scratch the surface don't waste my time
Such empty life Such simple sheep night after night
herd to the creeps all hidden faults beauty is null
such shallow sight barely skin deep
What is the force that drives the superficial
tell me what keeps their minds remaining little
so afraid of what they'd see underneath the fantasy
so afraid to actually scratch the surface.
All mirrors hide Big money lies faillure inside
big lying eyes that's maybe why eyes are the soul
they take so much time big dollar signs
song performed by by Sick Of It All from Scratch The Surface
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I've been taking my time now between projects looking for stuff that has a little bit more substance, that isn't surface. Some of the films that I've done in the past really were surface.
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It makes sense
When controversy surrounds
and things blow out of proportion
remember,
that tranquility still makes sense
When tension surrounds
and mind gets exhausted
remember,
that patience still makes sense
When mystery surrounds
and logic takes a backseat
remember,
that reality still makes sense
When laughter surrounds
and the vox gets too loud
remember,
that silence still makes sense
When darkness surrounds
and the heart gets out of rhythm
remember,
that hope still makes sense
poem by Deependra Kumar Jha
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Some Prefer What's On The Surface
It's in the meaning that comes,
That may not suit everyone...
With a getting to be done and quick.
It's in the meaning that comes,
That may not suit everyone...
With a getting to be done,
Before they run.
Some prefer what's on the surface,
And not below it to pick.
Some prefer what's on the surface,
With no thought attached to it.
Some prefer what's on the surface,
Since it's easier to get.
Without a picking up to leave to then split.
It's in the meaning that comes,
That may not suit everyone...
With a getting to be done and quick.
It's in the meaning that comes,
That may not suit everyone...
To pick up,
To leave to then split.
And many will prefer it to sit.
With...
A caring less of meaning in it.
Or...
Discovering themselves,
A meaninglessness.
No one wishes to discover,
A meaning exists.
Or bother to uncover,
A meaninglessness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Sense
Feelin fine
The fire wont burn out
Taste the sign
The trees wont come out
Seeing traffic driving by
Maybe you wont see me again
cause Im needed
Needed more and more every day
Someone takes my mind away
Tells me that its time to go
You wanna help me
As Im fallin down
I dont need you
Lies they wont surface
Your mind it wanders on over
Again
Someone take on my mind
Im losin you in time
Maybe that man hes standing by me
My head wont take this all alone
Someone they wanna tell you
Maybe you would suffer
Tell me once again Im under cover
Someone wanna feel like
Someone wants to feel like
I dont need you
Your lies they wont surface
Your mind it wanders
Oh over again
Shoudl I dose my eyes again
Once again
Maybe someone will come and rescue me
Should I beg your forgiveness
Yes Ive fallen on my own
Someone take a picture
Put your camera away
Someone take today as traffic passes by
Never see
You never see it all
I dont need you
Your lies they wont surface
Your mind it wanders oh over, again
I dont need you
Your lies they wont surface
My mind it wanders oh over again
No sense
song performed by by Candlebox
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Process Of a Divinity
If anything in nature had been created,
Based on falsities...
All that has been manmade,
To reflect a stability...
Would have earned the praise of nature.
And not be bombarded by devastation!
Or persistent tragedies.
To experience a weeping before repeated.
Nature is a process of a divinity.
One far superior.
With a majestic quality!
And the ignorance of disobedience,
Causes many to grieve.
That's why all living things,
Depend on trees to breathe.
And when the trees decide to leave...
Excuses made will no longer have purpose.
Or a need for reasons,
To explain the outcome of possibilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The more complete the despotism, the more smoothly all things move on the surface.
quote by Elizabeth Cady Stanton
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Life-Ending
Who of us can escape death's scene
and if we could what would it mean?
Having to face a world gone mad
that can't seem to understand good from bad.
All of the ones that you held dear
gone beyond to a place you fear?
And if we do, who shall we blame?
Those that have taught us as we grew
all the things that we should do.
Things like hate and things to fear,
things like ageing with each new year,
things that tear into the soul,
things that surface and take their toll.
No, we can't escape death's scene
and if we could it would only demean
the importance of how our lives end
and the knowledge that death
is not a dead-end.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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It Makes More Sense
It makes more sense,
Stopping something not to start.
Yes it makes more sense,
Not to tear things all apart.
Or bring up filthy garbage,
Knowing it is just a farce.
It makes more sense,
To walk away than to be petty.
And it makes more sense,
To prevent a thumping headache.
And it makes more sense,
Not to argue with a fool.
Knowing this is something done,
Many fools love to do.
And it makes more sense,
Stopping something not to start.
Yes it makes more sense,
Not to tear things all apart.
Or bring up filthy garbage,
Knowing it is just a farce.
And it makes more sense,
Not to argue with a fool.
Knowing this is something done,
Fools love to do.
And it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To chase all bitterness away.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
And it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To chase all bitterness away.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
Yes it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
Yes it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
It makes more sense,
To leave a fight and not to start it.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'I'm wrong'. And then depart.
What is there to gain to carry hatred in your heart.
It makes more sense,
To leave a fight and not to start it.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'I'm wrong'. And then depart.
What is there to gain to carry hatred in your heart?
It makes more sense,
Stopping something not to start.
Yes it makes more sense,
Not to tear things all apart.
Or bring up filthy garbage,
Knowing it is just a farce.
Yes it makes more sense.
There should be no doubt about it.
Yes it makes more sense.
There should be no doubt about it.
Yes this makes more sense.
There should be no doubt about it,
That it makes more sense!
Without being convinced,
To leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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