Truths Dismissed
Chasing impossibilities.
Like a change to redo,
And replace yesterdays' activities.
Has come to be embraced,
By those retrieving memories...
With hopes to see them,
'Specifically' retraced...
To have the times from them now lived,
Erased!
Chasing impossibilities,
Are those in grief with disbelief...
Each moment existing,
Had approval as they witnessed...
The unfolding of reality.
And it is the reality many wish to change.
Many can not accept,
Expressions of indifference...
Delivers consequences.
No matter what is claimed.
That which is observed,
And passes an acceptance by silent lips...
Is not going to suddenly vanish,
Because some find a tolerance...
Over a time that has allowed its growth,
People then indifferent...
Now whine it upsets and makes them sick.
Chasing impossibilities.
Like a change to redo,
And replace yesterdays' activities.
Has come to be embraced,
By those retrieving memories...
With hopes to see them,
'Specifically' retraced...
To have the times from them now lived,
Erased!
Goodluck to those now awakening,
To truths dismissed.
And finding themselves upset by this.
Wanting answers to questions...
And more time to reminisce,
Those times gone never again for them to exist.
Goodluck to those now awakening,
To truths dismissed.
And finding themselves upset by this.
Wanting answers to questions...
And more time to reminisce,
Those times gone never again for them to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unified Pursuits
Now that many are awakening,
To see how reality connects and works.
They are wishing to contact those dismissed,
For not being this or that.
And being considered in that past,
As those without identity with a calling them jerks.
And their activities had no connection,
To those living in distressed communities!
Or not being 'real' when efforts they made,
Were ignorantly in need of attack as then perceived.
Times have a way of changing all that!
Now that eyes have been opened wide,
Those caught up in their 'new' discovered truths...
Are curious why those dismissed,
Have no interest in participating in their 'unified' pursuits.
Or retracing...
Those dismissed steps,
They have long ago left!
With a 'Best Wishes' on their peaceful breaths.
And showing not a sign or a hint of regret.
In fact, there is a happiness revealed they reflect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lived To Witness
No longer do I awaken with questions,
To doubt yesterdays that have gone.
What benefit from this would I get,
If I allowed myself to sit...
And not appreciate each dawn,
Lived to witness that comes along.
Each moment I am given to move ahead,
I do!
And those who refuse truth to do as they choose,
Would not improve my outlook.
What will remaining fixed to reminisce prove?
I have no purpose to value or live 'today' as I exist?
No longer do I awaken with questions,
To doubt yesterdays that have gone.
What benefit from this would I get,
If I allowed myself to sit...
And not appreciate each dawn,
Lived to witness that comes along.
My purpose is to live.
Give.
And from the doing of it,
Receive blessings to me that benefit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If These Times Lived Did Not Exist
May these times lived,
Be those times we now live in...
With the acknowledgement,
That if these times lived did not exist...
There would be no other times like these,
Experienced to say...
They have come to us to be witnessed,
Like this.
To enjoy to disagree in argument.
Or observe the necessity of conflict.
If these times for us lived did not exist...
How many can honestly say,
They awaken each day prepared to resist...
Such a majestic blessing many do not appreciate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Times Passed
Keep your focus and your mind,
On what is observed!
With an awakening consciousness to find.
And not on the passing of time.
Since the speed of it...
That time with us to come,
To rapidly from us split...
Will lose you, me and others too,
To reminisce memories....
With a wishing done to return all of it.
And those times passed for all of us...
Are not going to be relived,
To see or breathe again...
Not anytime soon.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Losing My Senses
Dave mustaine
One man speaking the truth
No one likes when it fits
So we tell soothing lies
And betray our own lips
The uncivilized world
And its people decay
Once sweet breeze is defiled
Sucking our breath away
Fill solos - mustaine
Yesterdays answers has nothing to do
With todays questions
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forwards
Im losing my senses, Im losing my senses
Fill solos - mustaine
We watch as the living all die
Contemplating if we should
Ever open our eyes
If all that we touch
Keeps turning to sand
We will cease to exist
Till the last living man
Fill solos - mustaine
Yesterdays answers has nothing to do
With todays questions
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forward
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forward
Im losing my senses
Fill solos - mustaine / solo - pitrelli
Yesterdays answers has nothing to do
With todays questions
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forwards
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forwards
Fill solos and synth - mustaine
String arrangement - suzie katayama
song performed by by Megadeth
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Faded Photographs
On the mantle place they sit
Glimpses of yesterdays
Memories of the good times
Before you said it was your time to go
Memories linger on
When the shadows disappear
Memories of the times
When you were near
Glimpses of the love we had
Memories of times
I never wish to forget
Captured forever in our faded photographs
21 Feb 2007
poem by David Harris
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This Direction Taken...
Do or don't...
Whatever!
Your participation now,
Is neither welcomed or embraced.
What was needed from you then...
Has now taken on a different face.
A change of pace...
Is upon us with a phase,
That will not be erased.
Have you waited too late,
To state your cause?
Did you pause to linger,
And now hesitate in awe!
A solution to mend and fix,
Has transcended and now complex!
To confess a lack of comprehension...
Does not await for what comes next!
Do or don't...
Whatever!
Your participation now,
Is neither welcomed or embraced.
What was needed from you then...
Has now taken on a different face.
A change of pace...
Is upon us with a phase,
That will not be erased.
If you find you are dazed in amazement,
Realize what you had regarded important to you...
Has drastically been replaced!
And you now stand among those...
Who show an exposed indifference,
You wish to now impose.
But time upon you and 'those' has closed!
This direction taken...
Is not for those still sitting in conflict!
No matter which ones you choose to pick!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Instead Of Being A Pessimist
You want answers to your questions?
Ask yourself this...
What began the origin of those questions.
And...
How did they begin for you to exist.
You want a life you like?
Oppose to the one you don't?
Why have you chosen to dislike what you do?
And who enforced this dislike upon you.
Do you live with wishes to fulfill your dreams?
Or are you focused on others,
Who seem to have 'your' things.
Are you focused upon others,
Who seem to be living your life?
Doing those things,
You wish for you also to like?
Perhaps those questions you ask,
Are not yours afterall.
And perhaps those answers,
That have come to you answered...
You ignored them to disbelieve,
Those answers received...
Were not yours.
Because you spend your time,
In the minding of other people's business!
And your business,
You haven't given your time to see...
Succeed.
But your time is spent,
Lamenting others you despise and criticize.
You want answers to your questions?
Wait for therm patiently to come.
Before you impatiently decide,
To get up and leave.
Believing they can be found,
With you not around.
You want answers to your questions?
Ask yourself this...
What began the origin of those questions.
And...
How did they begin for you to exist?
Ask yourself that.
Instead of being a pessimist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Times
There were many times... and
I lived there...
There were many times, that I could not believe...
That such violence... and such abuse's... ever exisited...
But never-the-less... they were my times...
There were many...many times... And I lived them all
So this is my time of acknowledgement
And yes there were many times...
That, I wished those other times...had never exisited
And there were many times...that experience would whisper
and shout...
That the time would come...that these things would be
witnessed
And so this is one of those times...
I tell my family that I do not enjoy...
The times of these denile arguments...
Nor the time nor the necessity...of this conflict...
That those time's had created...
Yet that was the times...in which I lived...
And that I was raised for...
OH... I do not fight that it existed
Nor do I fight that time...
But today I can honestly say
That those times, awakend with-in me away...
That those times prepared me for a way to resist it...
To change it...
To survive it...
To abandon it...
And so here today I take time...
To ponder... to give thanks...
For such a magnificent gift... a majestic blessing like this...
Could never have been had..
Had I not lived in those times....
So to whom ever read this, to whom ever wants to
Improve with love those moments,
Don't let them pass you by
Love while the sun is radaint
For time and life does draw nigh
We cannot bid sunshine
To lenghten out our days
Nor can we ask age-ing time
To ever stay away
Let love guide your actions
And remember be honest to your heart
And then Love...will always be with you
And then love will allways help im-part
So improve every love moment
In this your family may secure
For love brings happiness
So rich and joys so pure
Let love guide your actions
And remember
Be honest to your heart
For love is always with you
And it stops the tears
Even inside a broken heart................
So I say help that man
Your friends, a sister, a brother..
It matters only what's in your heart...
It matters only the strings of love
Play them on your harp
For love will bind every a broken heart...
poem by Clyde Bryson
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Wake Up, Baby
Did you think that yesterdays,
Were coming back to be relived?
Without witnessing everyday...
Dismissing what each day brings and gives.
Did you believe that sitting,
Wishing for a time gone and passed...
Would actually make a difference,
If you held on...
Wanting those moments to always last.
As the sands of time,
Quickly slipped...
Through an hour glass!
Did you think that yesterdays,
Were yours alone to keep?
As you tossed and turn with hopes...
Losing more than just your sleep!
Did you wish for a season,
That came...
Never to go away?
Wake up, baby...
From your spell!
Catching up with reality...
Is a choice you should choose.
Than to dwell in your own created hell,
To lose your mind today.
You will not be receiving any interest,
From that kind of deposit!
These times are not on hold,
For that kind of mind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Times…They Change
Times…They Change
Nothings the same
From the time we open our eyes,
Till the time we shut them,
Time’s Change
Every Morning &
Every Night might Seem the same,
But
Time’s Change
We believe that one day we will achieve something
But fail to achieve as,
Times Changed
Existentialism is what I learnt,
But Duality became fate
Only to realize
Times..They Change..
poem by Mustafa Mun
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Chasing Blue Sky
Shakin time, she needs
Taking rides...to somewhere
Lets lose our minds, no hurry
Im the wakeful night, with dreams...or something
Chasing blue sky,
Were chasing blue sky
Taking time from all this worry
Mesmerized by the waves of your smile
I wish that I could say something
But youre the rose colored glass I see through
Ill see you through
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
song performed by by Queensryche
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Pooling From A Tank Of Picked Catches
Pooling from a tank of picked catches,
Examined and tested...
Eliminates second guesses.
And motivates with a boost what is expected,
From that which has been prime selected.
People wanting better know for them what is the best.
And there are those who refuse to accept,
With a getting for themselves...
What the rest can not get,
And...
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun!
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun!
Pooling from a tank of picked catches,
Examined and tested...
Eliminates second guesses.
And motivates with a boost what is expected,
From that which has been prime selected.
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
People wanting better know for them what is the best.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
And there are those who refuse to accept,
With a getting for themselves...
What the rest can not get,
And...
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done,
Just to kick around excuses.
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun.
Like so many who just lived for fun.
Like so many who just lived for fun.
There were others who chose to get things done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Untitled
I think of a while ago
We might of had it all
I was so stupid then
You needed time to grow
But now jsut as things change
As well my feelings do
In time things rearrange
I am so sick of chasing you
But what do I get cause I just seem to lose
You make me regret those times I spent with you
And playing those games as I wait for your call
Now I give up so good bye and so long
It's not a change of pace
This time I'll get it right
it's not a change of taste
I was the one there last night
you have your other friends
They were there when you cried
Didn't mean to hurt you then
Best friends just won't leave your side
But what do I get cause I just seem to lose
You make me regret those times I spent with you
And playing those games as I wait for your call
Now I give up so good bye and so long
It's not a change of pace
This time I'll get it right
it's not a change of taste
I was the one there last night
When I needed you most when I needed a friend
you let me down now like I let you down then
So sorry
It's over
song performed by by Blink 182 from Dude Ranch
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My Love
Oh how I wish I could save the times
that I have spent with you.
For if you leave I could take them out
and have them to review.
But since it is not the way things work
I must remember in my mind
All the times I could not save
and never leave any behind,
The times when we laughed, the times when we cried
and the times we just were still,
The times we embraced, the times we faced
when both of us were ill.
Not enough time is the time we have
and so it will run out.
So we must make them count and never forget
what we were all about.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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One Lives Never To Forget
Upset?
By a bit of tart tongue,
From a street wisened dialect.
One can spit out,
Without thought of it!
Distinguished by features of vocabulary...
Unsuspecting to come from one,
With a degree of intellect perceived.
Well...
Believe it or not,
A heating lived between bricks...
And years spent baking in a project tenement,
Should not amaze.
Or...
How the affects of aging with memories,
Can deliver a quickened awakening,
To the depths of a reality that has been brewed...
By such an experience one lives never to forget,
With such a vivid consciousness of it!
'At times your mind represents,
The best of suburbia.'
~Don't let my adventured life,
Masquerade 'your' trips.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Far too many times I have baked in hot armour (Fay Slimm form)
Too many times I have baked hot in
armour,
drove in long army convoys on the way
to hell,
had to attend in-training as a game,
before
war erupted deadly into slaughter,
where faces
of citizens numb in shock, innocent
looked,
at how war destroys everything, without
arms or
a leg, while they lived on through it
in pain,
without hope, still trying hard to exist
planting
maize, chasing scared bucks to a kraal while we
burst through,
at speed, firing at fleeing enemy
chasing,
in hot-pursuit operations of just
killing.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rewarding
No wishes do I have,
To sit and dwell upon times gone.
Each breath I am blessed to take...
I make the best of it.
Remembering heartbreaks,
But not with them do I solicit,
Lingering memories that persist.
Too much right now,
At this moment...
I am completely in the midst of it!
Nothing do I wish to change.
I have made up my mind...
To find in the time now lived,
Rewarding.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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False Echos
[transcribed by jon l]
False echos
By: jimmy buffett
1996
The skies over cuba turned pink with the light
And the waterfront ritual began to ignite
All the ships in the harbor were warmed by the sun
Twenty-fifth of november, 1921
On the old chicamauga the signal jacks flew
And the message they spelled out caused a great bally hoo
Every ship in havana then hoisted away
All the pennants were a flyin on my dads first birthday
Enduring echoes call out from his past
Time aint for savin no times not for that
Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire
He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare
Now his storybook childhood was not make believe
On the decks of a tall ship he was taught to achieve
Witnessed storms and starvation natural wonders and force
Oh the life of a sailor steers a wanderin course
Enduring echoes call out from his past
Time aint for savin no times not for that
Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire
He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare
Well now life throws us curve balls we never can reach
He gave up the ocean but he lived by the beach
Where he raised up his family taught us all to survive
Then the wind went away in 1995
[whistle/violin break]
Now the old chicamauga has slipped by the ways
She lies on the bottom of old mobile bay
Where the ghosts of his father and his brother are near
They protect him and tell him theres nothin to fear
Cause its family tradition we take to the sea
And its a time in the future for cameron and me
Enduring echoes call out from his past
Time aint for saving no times not for that
Chasing false echoes like a lost legionnaire
He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare
The skies over cuba were warmed by the sun
Twenty-fifth of november 1921
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Yesterday's Papers
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
After this time I finally learned
After the pain and hurt
After all this what have I achieved
I've realized it's time to leave
Cause
Cho wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
Living a life of constant change
Every day means the turn of a page
Yesterdays papers are such bad news
Same thing applies to me and you
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
Seems very hard to have just one girl
When there's a million in the world
All of these people just can't wait
To fall right into their big mistake
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Between The Buttons
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