This Experiment Experienced As Life
Split divisions within divisions split.
Tattooed decisions made,
To brand and pierce skin...
Without regard,
For these 'vehicles' we ride inside.
Gifted...
Yet to us we've been loaned.
To thoughtlessly do,
Those misdeeds we've shown.
Increasing a disrespect and value for life,
To dispel that this is a fact that's known.
As we diminish our influence on Earth,
With a disbelief there is no Supreme Deity...
Observing every speck we leave unconsciously,
From birth.
To displease this Almighty 'Deity'.
As we refuse to take flight to greater heights,
Flown!
In exploration.
Not condemnation.
To sow as grown and harvested.
And we wonder why our treasured life...
Speeds ever so rapidly,
Towards a meeting with a demise...
We seem to have chosen with blind eyes!
Prone to be conditioned to acceptable limits.
And pray, we do, to have things our way.
Disobeying every sign that has displayed...
WHAT controls!
WHAT rules and commands.
And WHAT can end it all one day!
To dismiss this experiment experienced as life,
Symbolized to rituals fixed and worshipped.
Since we have yet to perceive,
A Magnificent Deity conceiving...
Our fragile existence as nothing,
To sacrifice.
Because we do not pride ouselves,
With a gratefulness.
Although...
For a Creator of such Awesome Power,
Prepared to deliver without hesitation...
What is seemed we most want and wish,
To give us and be done with it as asked...
And quick.
With such a Divine swiftness.
Never to disappoint those saved and serving,
In an observing faithfulness kept.
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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All The Way
Emotions twisting
Mind racing towards the end
Uncontrolled life edging
Pray to the Deity
Trouble everywhere
The people wailing
It is a threatening day
A life of constraint
Not one without limits
Just coping
This life needs a positive convolution
Yes, with twist and turns
So when you laugh
Grass burns
O Deity resurrect this life
Let it hops and skips
Like children
With an occasional bump
Here and there
Don't let them put me in a box
Or a vacuum
Before they do
Stick this skin
And let it bleed
Never again will they say
I am not worthy
Or his life is just a play
This time not even the sky
Can stop me
This time I go all the way
Can't you see?
The man is more than a color!
poem by Buxton Shippy
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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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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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Ruler of Everything
It is past the hour we all realize,
No one on Earth lives to survive...
Immortalized.
We breathe to share the air,
Then die!
No one is born to be controlled,
From the time of birth until we grow old.
Or be ruled by those who dare to try!
With deceiving misguidance...
Applied to convince with blatant lies.
All of us live.
All of us die!
Many believe,
Death can be disguised.
Or from it we can hide!
This gift of life is given and allowed by,
Only One Deity we are here to please.
And only One Deity commands and oversees...
Who and what we all should be!
Whether in prayer upon our knees...
God is there,
And aware of our needs!
It is past the hour we all realize,
No one on Earth lives to survive...
Immortalized.
We breathe to share the air,
Then die!
All of us live.
All of us die!
Many believe,
Death can be disguised.
Or from it we can hide!
There is only One Deity.
One Ruler of Everything that is we see.
God is ALL.
God IS King!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deities Of The Sea
A deity is shaken by his intelligence,
Forebrain is perfect, mind is never absent.
A fisherman has seen this deity of his,
For he does catch fish and everything.
My life is like the fishermen all over,
Like the beam of light cascading on surfaces.
My God is brilliant at works of art and science -
He has created these legendary faculties,
The aspects of a knowing-sphere,
The size of the Earth, and all the fish in the sea.
This ocean will erupt with food so stinging,
We will fatten ourselves to reach the deity.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Each one somehow thrives.
Each deity has some devotees,
Some of whom might be well off,
and ascribe their getting fortunes
To the grace of that deity and feed it.
So every deity is fed; so is the priest
18.01.2003, Ariakkudi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ode To The Sun
O glorious dear sun, sovereign of the day, in the sky above
you’re one whose radiance resembles a little of God’s love;
by nurturing all creatures in the world with your unique rays
and setting such a high standard that homage everyone pays.
The Earth and all known planets habitually revolve around thee
as children do their parents whose offspring they happen to be.
Your emissary in the night sky, the moon, a bright reflection is
serving us as a reminder of thy glory while displaying all of his.
You shine on one and all and no discrimination ever make
regardless of who they are and what they do for their sake.
It is no wonder then that people have worshipped you as a deity in the past
and even now continue to do so in ways associated with the weather forecast.
When your light is obstructed by clouds all seems to be sombre and grey
but when the sky is clear your majestic presence illumines the whole day.
The whole world in fact dances to thy rhythmic score which has been set
and plays itself out daily as the dawn and dusk through a yearly quartet.
You have such a strong influence on all life as we know it here
that whether we like it or not you’re a symbol of hope and cheer.
Though it has also been noted that you sometimes have an extreme side
but this depends on the whims of nature to which all things must abide.
All in all to the naked eye you alone reign supreme in the sky’s vast firmament
but to those who see further you’re one of countless others which you represent.
The stars in the night sky are your brothers and sisters no matter how distant they be
some being greater and brighter, but made of the same basic stuff, in the cosmic sea.
There are so many secrets hidden in your bosom which are yet to be revealed
that if and when the time comes much is to be known about life still concealed.
In fact the power and energy that flows to us from you I daresay has a divine source
because you yourself are a centre and beacon of a universal benign and creative force.
And just as you really give so much and seem to ask for nothing in return
I humbly offer this ode to you in praise which by your inspiration did learn.
And although most intelligent creatures hold you in such high esteem
please also acknowledge our debt to you for allowing us to daydream.
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poem by George Krokos
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Deity Mother Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Mangala shows the right path;
Is the light of Earth.
Makes us healthy, wealthy;
With Divine Desire we be love worthy.
Life passes peacefully;
With heavenly Desire we live gaily.
Difficult problems are solved easily;
Chant hymns devotionally.
Mother’s light of love pervades in all creatures;
Fulfills our desires.
I surrender on the cosy feet;
She is a Brook of Delight.
Mother is our love affection;
Is the Deity of creation.
Pray her day and night;
She is an Ocean of Delight.
I behold mother everywhere;
She is the Operator of Nature.
Is the Deity of Deities;
Is our Almighty.
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That Has Not Been Your Objective
I will not slip into wickedness,
Because that is what you wish.
Nor will I pray to be forgiven of sins.
Or temptations you have teased me with.
I am not the one,
To be conditioned how to live.
With your beliefs thrown upon me,
To keep me feeling of myself as negative.
This process you have chosen,
To diminish my identity.
Will never sit well...
With contradictions you uphold.
And do not dispel.
But choose to dangle in front of me,
As a process of an equality.
And to find within restrictions,
A limitation to place my need to be me...
Will never satisfy an acceptance of a life,
That is mine!
With a pride and dignity I carry inside.
With a presence I do not seek for you to define.
To you I do not owe an existence,
By which I will sit in a wickedness...
Inflicted by your wishes,
To teach as lessons preached.
In sermons from pulpits to have me reach...
For wings in the beyond.
While you use my ignorance,
To leech from me my freedom?
In a continued display that maintains disrespect.
And you want me to believe,
This is all I can expect?
If ever you see me on my knees...
Not a vision of you do I have,
Coming to my aid with aims to please.
And blessings I have received from God,
Has taught me the clarity of that!
You are not the creator of my breath.
Or separate dreams kept,
To fulfill you can meet to satisfy or have met.
And I have known that has not been your objective!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sights Blocked By Insight Flight
Did I mention,
Addiction to rituals...
Without testing their affects,
Eventually leads to blindness.
Sights blocked by insight flight.
And prolonged unhappiness?
No one should expect,
That a going through a motion...
Will be advantageous,
If a depth of feeling is not felt.
Or a self examination not ingested,
Will not expose a fakeness...
Unconsciously kept,
By the way one thoughtlessly...
Disconnects with a display of disrespect.
Did I mention,
Addiction to rituals...
Without testing their affects,
Eventually leads to blindness.
Sights blocked by insight flight.
And prolonged unhappiness?
Observe this for yourself.
Don't take my word as if I suggest!
The examples of it are abundantly expressed.
As if what is worshipped is self serving...
With pretentions unintended but there to address.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Creation and redemption are the spheres in which these glories are displayed. In creation we see the eternal power and deity that belong to God alone (Rom. 120) while a deeper and richer glory is unfolded in the wondrous cross of the Lord Jesus Christ. There God is fully revealed, not only in terms of His dominion and deity, but in His holiness, love, and grace. At the Cross I learn what creation could never tell me--who God is and what He is to me, a guilty sinner. God is love therefore, He is both light and life. A Savior-God What marvelous grace and glory.
quote by William Hallman
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They Come To Go
These times are moving too rapidly,
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
Whether or not attempts are made,
To hold onto them as tightly as possible.
They can be discussed on a daily basis.
Or ignored as they speed away.
These days that we have been given to witness,
Will be better off lived...
Then reminiscing how they were,
And what was done.
Too many will discover themselves lost,
In the things they once did.
And not prepare their minds for what comes,
With maintained faith and not delusions.
These times are moving too rapidly,
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
And fixed to keep them revisited.
Especially when those changes made,
Aren't here to stay for anyone.
They come to go.
With no empathy shown,
To those who don't grow.
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
And fixed to keep them revisited...
To live and adjust as they must.
Will discover all their beliefs,
Dusted.
These times are moving too rapidly,
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
Whether or not attempts are made,
To hold onto them as tightly as possible.
A letting go,
Is the best thing to do to experience growth.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother and Earth By Vavroovahana Patra
Earth exists with mother;
She is entire universe's operator.
Is all creatures' life;
Chanting hymns evaporate grief.
Mother shows the light's path;
In our hearts provides mirth.
Mother is everywhere;
Is the Deity of Nature.
Mother provides us duty;
Through duty provides delight.
I like mother gaily;
Pray devotionally.
I behold mother everywhere;
She is the Deity of Nature.
Pray daily;
Derive peace gaily.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Existing to Amuse
We are the curiosity of nature.
An after-thought of the Earth's creation.
And amusing it,
With our conflicts.
We have been made to believe,
We are greater than we are.
Made to perceive...
We are more than dustmites.
With power great.
Because we can destroy as we please.
And premeditate it!
What we reflect is an experiment.
Controlled by greater spirits.
In other dimensions near us!
And in this reality we have named and called 'life'...
We are just figments,
Of a 'Supreme' imagination.
Existing to amuse!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Power of God
They do not understand.
They actually believe,
They can continue to bleed...
From that which has created them.
To procure an enduring satisfaction!
That this Earth is not a living cell,
And 'spirits' who have not chosen to be born...
Are watching them in production,
Perfecting their own spice of life...
Diced with hell!
They do not understand...
How all here is connected.
And 'Mother Nature' has grown tired,
Of their thoughtless infestation.
Neglect and disrespect...
To manifest their own condemnation!
But somehow,
And very soon...
All of this mistreatment,
Is going to leave many traumatized...
With realities no one can research!
Or change in thought in the most prestigious
Of costly ivy league schools...
Sought to pool their 'knowledge'.
The training of conditioned fools...
Is not what is gradually taking place.
And 'that' will not be professed,
From any lectern!
Or pulpit...
For congregations to digest!
By anyone declaring,
Their doctorate degree!
And success achieved.
Obtain to fulfill requirements...
To be stamp and approved,
As highly conditioned...
For abundant limitation!
Sensations beyond description,
Have been prescribe to be delivered.
And no man...
Or woman,
Prepared for intellectualizing life...
Will find they have been qualified to do it!
What comes,
Has nothing to do with manipulation...
As taught!
Not for purposes to grandstand,
The power of God.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Goddess.... I Love...
Goddess, stone deity
Amorous, eternity
My love
Blurred line, divinity
Worshipping, serendipity
Blessed from above
My goddess, my earth
Me, my worth
My identity
Worshipper, me
You, deity
I surrender
Pouting, you
Me, devotee
Love to hate me?
You came to life
I gave you mine
Still you love to hate me?
poem by Saurabh Som
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My Requiem
From the arising of the golden sun
To the gloomy shadow of the moon
The wind still whispers
While I'm standing here by myself
I'm waiting for a sign that could lead me
Away to the land of the divine
But when weariness starts to affect
The eclipse of the sun come to earth
I hide from the sun and try to live
And I know in my heart
(That) this is a life that God can not give
I still carry in my mind
The feeling that I'm blind
I still carry in my mind
The fear that something is behind
Tear, left bare
Rule the whole earth
The dark will rise
I await its birth - To die
I see gray in the sky
And pray for rain
But the sky slowly becomes blue once again
The spirit of God controls my mind
The divine - The unearthly Lord
He left me a sign - Made me a God
I lie in eternal coldness
I'm trying to find
The thing I couldn't find
Nowhere else in my past life
My spirit sours into heaven
I reincarnate into a cold-black raven
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Making Decisions
We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
With a wish to quit...
Making decisions we have to admit!
We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
With a wish to quit...
Making decisions we have to admit!
How often does a hindsight renew,
A clearer vision wished we had then used.
How often do we then excuse this...
As mistakes we've made,
Too late to shake away.
To turn around unphased,
Just to have things our way!
We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
With a wish to quit...
Making decisions we have to admit!
How often does a hindsight renew,
A clearer vision wished we had then used.
While making decisions wearing the same old shoes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Almighty Does Not Sit In That Classroom of Tricks
When acts of evilness with intent are committed...
Do not revenge it.
It will hurt like pain never felt...
Or believed dealt with before!
Do not revenge it.
Even though it aches not to strike back.
Like some who believe,
They have been ordained to attack!
Forgive those involved!
That is the key!
And observe how God resolves your patience.
In ways you will witness in disbelief!
But hold onto your faith with a courage,
You should not chase or allow to leave.
No deed done goes ignored.
Believe!
What goes up...
Comes down eventually!
Believe!
And what goes around...
Has to come back.
And for millions observing,
The Earth is round and not flat!
Even thoughts that are tossed away...
Aren't lost to stay that way!
Understand what is said and to 'whom' you pray!
Believe!
When acts of evilness with intent are committed...
There is a higher power that knows just how to bestow
What is needed when the time is right!
Remember this...
Forgetting maybe something we are told,
And conditioned to believe we must do...
By those who chose to sell their souls,
To allow a brand of evilness to continue,
What it does to me and you.
As we weaken in droves!
But...
The Almighty does not sit,
In that classroom of tricks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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