There Is No Division
A tunneled vision refuses to accept,
A togetherness based...
Upon a 'oneness' concept.
Although defend people do...
A praying in devotion,
To One Deity...
Claimed with a faith kept,
They pray to!
A mindset fixed...
To religious diversities,
Will exclaim in a moment...
Which one delivers,
And which one leaves them...
Spiritually displeased.
A tunneled vision refuses to accept,
A togetherness based...
Upon a 'oneness' concept.
Although defend people do...
A praying in devotion,
To One Deity...
Claimed with a faith kept,
They pray to...
What they value is true.
However...
That truth that is lived,
Returns back to that which has given.
And there is no division...
In a returning back to that which gives.
No matter who believes...
The air they breathe has been issued,
By separate and elected 'entities'.
And to proclaim we 'all' are leeches,
To that which feeds and affords us life.
Will entice the igniting of argument...
On one Earth, fed by one Sun and a Moon,
This interpretation is not right!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What This 'Oneness' Means
No one born into this life,
Has been sent to evaluate...
The creations of God.
Or the work of the Angels,
With distorted interpretations.
There are many who have the ability to quote.
But few have the courage to live and accept...
We all are part of the experience.
None are here to inspect and reject,
That which God has selected as HIS best.
Upset are those people,
Choosing to divide and separate...
Based upon ethnic values,
Assumed by a few to make them great.
From an isolation in which to generate their hate.
Upset are those people,
Who congegate to celebrate...
What others need to fulfill their lives.
With limited possibilities.
They place upon others,
With an inflicting done...
To disguise and hide their own insecurities.
No one born into this life,
Has been sent to evaluate...
The creations of God.
Or the work of the Angels,
With distorted interpretations.
There are many who have the ability to quote.
But few have the courage to live and accept...
We all are part of the experience.
None of us have been sent,
To dissect into segments...
The intentions of what a 'Oneness' has meant.
Or to any of us what this 'Oneness' means.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deity
You want a deity?
Come
Pickup a stone or wood log
Have some sindur
Have some flowers
Have some agarbati
Light wick
Deity formed.
Worship it.
Your deity is
Ready to give you
What you want.
Pray before the deity
With heart and soul.
The deity never
Try to and never
Done anything
That would put loss.
It is you to decide
How far you believe
On your deity
How far you have
Trust on Him.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Praying To A New God
(feldman / chandler / hues)
What got into you got into me too
What came over you is coming over me
Feel like Ive had enough of all the old stuff
I saw the writing on the wall on my t.v.
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Theyre saying the devils got a new job
Start praying to a new--
A lot of babel came down the cable
Everybody can be famous for a day
From shore to shore
A big department store
Is all thats left of the american way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying what are you afraid of
Start praying to a new--
Theres a big world
In the street outside
In their uniform of pride
And theyve all come
To see a star from the east
Is he man or beast?
Decide
Feel like Im crucified, still Im not satisfied
The second coming is coming anyway
I hear them pray for more on every dance floor
I hear the word go out across the milky way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Success and moneys what hes made of
Start praying to a new--
Start praying, praying on the freeway
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the airwaves
Start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying at the back door
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the dance floor
Start praying to a new god
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Devoted Mother
The tigress took her time this day...
Her cub was close at hand
And that was how they chose to stay,
As though it had been planned.
Togetherness brings tenderness,
Life-bonding to and fro.
Togetherness means gentleness
And friendship that can grow.
Together now, not separate,
As if it couldn't end.
For now, the cub looked delicate,
A fragile, feline friend...
The sun looked on with watchful eye,
To glide past up above.
The tigress seemed to pause and sigh,
To signify their love...
Today's the day these two must bond,
Forever, from now on.
To think of now and not beyond,
When peace has come and gone...
Devotion forms a daily gift
That hovers from the heart
And gives another's heart a lift,
And yet that's just the start...
For love endures, though seasons fade,
As months melt into years...
Love steers the course of plans we've made,
Beyond our doubts and fears.
The tigress tries to do her best -
In all things, she's superb.
If by her love, you've been impressed...
Stand back... and don't disturb...
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Devoted Mother'.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Concept Salvation The Universe Dwarfs
I pray a lot
but
never enough
compassion
seems
to be
a most
important
part of praying
compassion
for world poor
the sick the weak
for souls dying
but praying
for eternal salvation
for those we
love
family
friends
for sinners
who sinned
against us
praying
for an immortal
souls destiny
throughout eternity
this concept salvation
the universe dwarfs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Don't Be Left Behind
There are two different understandings of the church on the earth,
One is based on men's changing ways and the other on a new birth.
One like Isaiah warned, is founded on men's rules and regulations,
While the other is founded on Jesus Christ and on His Justification.
Both churches are being filled today, having different fates ahead,
As one is spiritually alive while the other one is spiritually dead.
The True Church is The Body of Christ, being all who truly believe,
The other is made up of many who blindly follow those who deceive.
The purpose of the True Church is to spread the Gospel of Salvation,
Commanded by The Lord, until preached to every man in every nation.
Once the last person by faith truly believes and accepts a new birth,
The Body of True Believers like Elijah, will be raptured form earth.
The religious people that are left who willfully have been deceived,
They will be given into strong delusion, for they refused to believe.
Christ Himself said to seek first The Kingdom and His Righteousness,
However, instead of believing The Truth they delighted in wickedness.
When The Light of The Church is removed total darkness will flourish,
And because people refused to believe and be saved, many will perish.
Paul warned in the end that imposters would deceive and be deceived,
So while The Light is still present, there is still time to believe.
(Copyright © 09/2002)
The whole universe is carried on on the credit system, and if the mutual confidence on which it is based were to collapse, it must itself collapse immediately. Just or unjust, it lives by faith; it is based on vague and impalpable opinion that by some inscrutable process passes into will and action, and is made manifest in matter and in flesh: it is meteoric — suspended in mid-air; it is the baseless fabric of a vision so vast, so vivid, and so gorgeous that no base can seem more broad than such stupendous baselessness, and yet any man can bring it about his ears by being over-curious; when faith fails, a system based on faith fails also. Whether the universe is really a paying concern, or whether it is an inflated bubble that must burst sooner or later, this is another matter. If people were to demand cash payment in irrefragable certainty for everything that they have taken hitherto as paper money on the credit of the bank of public opinion, is there money enough behind it all to stand so great a drain even on so great a reserve?
quote by Samuel Butler
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How Do I Pray?
Pray, pray
How do I pray?
Usually at the
end of my day.
Pray, pray
For what do I pray?
I pray for peace
in everyone's day.
Pray, pray
To whom do I pray?
To my soul giver
that's not far away.
Pray, pray
Why do I pray?
For if there's a heaven
maybe someday
The praying was worth it
and then I'll know
where those that don't pray
will have to stay.
And pray and pray
and pray all day.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Praying Everyday With Faith
You will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.
No you will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.
You will never be the one,
To ever break my faith.
Oh no.
You will never be the one,
To keep me...
Away from praying everyday with faith.
You will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.
Oh no.
You will never be the one,
To keep me...
Away from praying everyday with faith.
I've been in too many battles,
With a praying everyday with faith.
To believe...
With a praying everyday with faith.
My Comforter,
Is there to provide my needs.
And everyday that I pray with faith.
Nobody,
Can take away my strength with faith.
Will deceive,
To come between me and my faith.
With a wanting me,
To believe...
I live to be a victim!
I said NOBODY,
Can take away my strength with faith.
Will deceive,
To come between me and my faith.
With a wanting me to believe...
I live to be a victim!
No I will not be a victim,
To have it believed.
Because I wont be the one...
To have that done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Back To The People
I wasnt very happy when you let me down
Still Ive made my own decision
Im gonna get back to the people , put my faith around
Back with the people , get up off the ground
Livin life was easy when you were by my side
Now youre gone , its too much effort
Now Im gonna get back to the people , put my faith around
When youre back with the people , nothing brings you down
Im gonna get back with the people , put my faith around
When youre back with the people , nothing brings you down
Using what Ive learned and living what I preach
Makes the hard thing very easy
Now Im gonna get back to the people , put my faith around
When youre back with the people ,nothing brings you down
Im gonna get back to the people , put my faith around
When youre back with the people , nothing brings you down
Im gonna get back to the people , put my faith around
When youre back with the people, nothing brings you down (fade)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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They Find You 'Sometimey'...Whiney! Too Pretentious
You tell me,
I 'should' pray.
Believing my identity,
Has led me astray.
I choose to be 'me'.
And not any other way.
And since you observe 'them',
Seeming not to accept me 'sometimes'?
They find you 'sometimey'...
Whiney!
Too pretentious.
And don't accept you at all!
Keep praying.
One day they will give you permission...
To get up off your knees!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Music should probably provide answers in terms of lyrical content, and giving people a sense of togetherness and oneness, as opposed to being alone in their thoughts and dilemmas or regrets or happiness or whatever.
quote by Peabo Bryson
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Why Can't We Accept This
Let's raise our conscious levels up,
From dusty covered ruts.
Why can't we accept,
Times lived..
Have gone bye-bye!
To leave behind those tears,
Dripping from red eyes.
Why can't we accept this.
To forgive and forget!
And,
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept this,
To forgive and forget!
Why can't we accept,
Times lived..
Have gone bye-bye!
To leave behind those tears,
Dripping from red eyes.
Why can't we accept this,
To forgive and forget!
And,
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept this...
And dry those tears we cry.
Why can't we accept,
Times lived..
Have gone bye-bye!
Why can't we accept this,
To forgive and forget!
And,
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so disconnected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so,
Misdirected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so disconnected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so misdirected.
Does heightened violence increase peace?
Where has that been shown effective.
When a violence from one leaves,
People then feel free to breathe.
Does heightened violence increase peace?
Where has that been shown effective.
When a violence from one leaves,
People then feel free to breathe.
Why are we so misdirected.
Nobody feels free to breathe.
Why are we so misdirected.
Nobody feels free to breathe.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so disconnected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so misdirected.
Why can't we accept this.
Why can't we accept it...
We have been so disconnected.
And misdirected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Their Closest Relatives
People hypnotized and transfixed,
Have grown more accustomed
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
So accustomed to myths,
People are.
And the praying to what is believed,
To what has been embedded
In their minds,
Exists.
People do not wish to be told,
About the thought process of Nature.
And how that goes.
Or about Earth and Mother Nature.
The relationship between them.
How that works and what they know.
People wish and desire to accept,
They are more powerful
Than that which 'allowed' them life,
And gave to them breath.
People reject with a dismissing of this,
That which gifted them and permitted their lives.
People have grown more accustomed,
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
Yet,
Give zero respect to their closest relatives.
The Sun, The Moon
And how together,
They affect their lives lived here on Earth.
People have chosen to become accustomed,
To ignoring as if they do not hear or listen.
Or are aware of them with comprehension.
People choose not to accept this as is.
People choose to believe from that which exist,
They are not born from it.
People choose for themselves to believe,
For them
There is no connection to perceive.
Even though what is they can not conceive,
Flows through their veins and bleeds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Lime Can Squirt And Burn The Eyes
People will not accept...
Or have patience enough to believe,
They can achieve success if they wished...
Based upon their own merit.
And a willingness to be dedicated,
With a sacrifice of time.
Anyone who believes what one achieves,
Is based upon luck and having good genes...
Is not playing with a full deck.
It is best to be what it is one does,
To avoid disappointment of being in a limelight.
For many that lime can squirt and burn the eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deity
Eyes open
Empty as halos
He comes for me
Deity
Help- whats the matter?
Looking for someone?
He comforts me
Deity
Resurrection
Coming in stereo
If you say so
He comes for me
Lets pray
To tv divinity
He covets me
Deity
Resurrection
Coming in stereo
If you say so
Deity
Resurrection
Coming in stereo
If you say so
song performed by by Ministry
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Sickness is but a word!
Sickness is spreading,
People need a cure!
Will people survive,
We are not so sure!
People crying,
People dying,
People trying,
To stay alive!
People saving,
people helping,
People praying,
No need to shimmer and shive!
Please pray for all the sick people out there,
they need every prayer!
Don't let let any sickness,
grow into a slayer!
In the end....
Sickness in but a word,
Fearing it is absurd! !
(Please tell everyone to read this poem, it is very important to pray for sick people, who knows maybe someone you love is one of them, Nomatter what your religion is, Just pray for God to help! !)
poem by Kuji soliman
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Whether Who Sees It, Believes It Or Not
There are those who accept life,
Only from their perception.
And if it is not within their eyesight...
It simply does not exist.
Since the world around them...
They believe spins!
They maintain their beliefs,
Like a trained dog protecting its shelter.
And allowing just a touch from its 'master'.
Showing a devotion.
And expressing all it knows,
From lessons taught.
There is a reason why some fail,
And some succeed.
A reason why some are motivated with faith...
While others pray in waiting,
With an anticipation that is teased.
Until the Earth shakes them awake!
From the depths of their self-centeredness.
Yes...
These folks can be deep sleepers!
And there are those who observe life as it is.
By breathing and being involved with it.
Confronting and removing obstacles that exist.
Learning and growing and persistent with this!
And sacrificing something wished...
For something that has to get done!
And often quick.
Whether who sees it, believes it or not.
What is accomplished is what it is,
Regardless of who has spent their lives being deluded.
Or entertained by their own self worth and importance!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Younger Self and My Older Self
My younger self, ego,
Tells me that I can be happy
By being separated from the oneness-soul.
My larger self, oneness universal
Tells me that there is no such thing
As ego-separativity.
It is all oneness-song,
Oneness-perfection,
Oneness-reality.
I and my older self together shall stay,
Together shall sing,
Together shall dance.
[Excerpt from 'Transcendence-Perfection']
poem by Sri Chinmoy Ghose
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What Has Been Denied
One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
And a valued place on false pretensions.
People have been made to believe,
And are convinced...
That reality is to be pretended,
And the more pretentious they are...
The more they reflect a 'version' of reality.
Blindly accepted.
And...
Those who are themselves,
And have lived reality...
From an experiencing of it,
Are perceived as being phony.
Although everything they have done...
Is based upon truth as it is,
And have attempted to deliver it.
But are criticized for being nonconformists.
One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
One is taught how to live,
And how to act.
What beliefs to accept,
From those created...
And followed 'faithfully'.
And those who live not accepting,
Those beliefs to follow 'faithfully'...
Seem to live freer lives,
Without having lies to follow.
'Why is there so much conflict in the world.
Why are so many people unhappy? '
That's a good question.
And they are the ones who follow,
Taught beliefs.
Without seeking to live life,
To discover it on their own.
They follow and protest yet accept.
'But,
How can you say that? '
I've learned to stand back,
And observe that which has been denied.
My eyes have been open most of my life,
To see things as they are.
Not what I wish them to be.
With eyes open wide.
And apparently my 'version' has offered me,
A more peaceful co-existence.
And that for me is not phony at all.
I only have one face that I've shown.
Have you ever seen me wearing a mask?
To appease others doing it?
'No.'
You should take yours off.
You'll see exactly what I mean.
When you begin to experience life,
So many become offended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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