Unity That Is Down to Earth
The ignorant,
Are not historically known...
To be supportive of their own kind!
But they will periodically,
Call for unity...
In support of accusing one another,
For making attempts...
To do something with their lives.
For the small minded,
This 'trip' is considered 'uppity'.
And leaves many a victim despised,
By this self critique...
As trying to be better than the others.
And forgetting where they came from...
When they were significantly shunned,
For doing their best to get out of the nesting...
Of a crab barrel full of defeaters.
Somehow...
Knowing who and where they were,
Needed little confirmation!
Although filled with ambition and aspiration...
Energizing support,
Is a self motivating thing!
A sacrifice only determination brings.
However...
Suppressing expectations of progress,
Is a given and...done!
With the best of unified intentions.
To prevent 'delusions' of success!
And yet...
Those professing this ugly evilness,
Will dress to impress.
These are crab barrel dwellers!
People of a 'visualized togetherness'
Coming to celebrate express pretentions.
While proclaiming a displeasure,
For being in the presence of those
Who are not 'Down-to-Earth' like they are!
And with a lack of a collective identity.
That keeps them screaming for more police protection!
In a unity they appear...
Obviously in need of complete psychotic diagnosis.
And mental repair!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If There Is Division
If there is division...
It has been envisioned,
By those who call for unity!
A unity of what?
Collective respect?
A diversity realized...
Should have that in perspective.
A unity of color?
To accomplish what with each other?
To make the same claims...
That no one lives up,
To a common name?
Or those with divergent purposes,
Should come together
And be entertained?
Or remain as crabs in a barrel?
So everyone will see to it...
No one makes any gains?
If there is division...
It has been envisioned,
By those who call for unity!
Those who have insecurities.
And believe they should be shared by all.
To continue to stall a growth process...
Those professing unity,
Can further dissect...
To feel this done as an acceptance.
And to keep those with identities,
Fearing to accomplish...
Individual opportunities.
That a collectiveness would not embrace.
Because a familiarized ignorance,
Has been replaced!
If there is division...
It has been envisioned,
By those who call for unity!
Those who seek support...
For purposes to abort any gain!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is nothing fantastic or ultradimansional about crab grass... unless you are an sf writer, in which case pretty soon you are viewing crab grass with suspicion. What are it's real motives And who sent it here in the first place It only looks like crab grass. That's what they want us to think it is. One day the crab grass suit will fall off and their true identity will be revealed. By then the Pentagon will be full of crab grass and it'll be too late. The crab grass, or what we took to be crab grass, will dictate terms.
quote by Philip K. Dick
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No Crab
Whether it's Crab soup,
or whether it's crab cakes,
whether it's crab puffs
or whether it's crab flakes
crab gumbo or crab dressing,
it's all the same to me,
for crab is crab is crab
and I detest the taste.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Entertainment Escapes Made Accessible and Free
Accepting challenges around the clock nonstop...
Defantisizes life for some.
And crystallizes a maturity.
This is not often seen...
Where folks are committed to irresponsibility.
Where folks schedule their activities...
Between being uninvolved and making party scenes.
Entertainment escapes made accessible and free...
Are generally observed,
Where people are not concern.
And quickly display disrespect for themselves.
As they show a lack of discipline.
And an absence of identity.
Those like this often call for unity.
And pray to have their communities monitored...
As they beg for more police.
To keep them protected from themselves,
As they spread more of their mental disease.
And this is done by urbanites,
At a price that is paid by everyone!
Although no one acknowledges a consciousness claimed...
To be seriously considered or concrete of beliefs.
Not when so many have exited from accountability.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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More Fun Than A Barrel Of Monkeys
there are multiple questions pertaining to the concept,
'more fun than a barrel of monkeys.'
how big is the barrel?
how many monkeys are we talking about?
how big are the monkeys? Are we talking spider monkeys, chimps, baboons or what?
Are the monkeys old or young and where's the barrel, inside or outside?
If you leave the monkeys in the barrel, you got a problem:
they'll die in their own excrement,
if you lift the lid and let them out,
they might kill you.
a monkey can rip out your eyes, is that fun?
monkeys, leaping and running around the house, can do a lot of damage, is that fun?
monkeys are dirty, so... what exactly do you consider fun?
what's it going to be like trying to get the monkeys back in the barrel?
would that be fun?
what would the neighbors think of you, if you released the monkeys into their yards?
what happens if the police gets involved?
it could mean everything imaginable is more fun than a barrel of these animals.
maybe even more fun than a barrel of human beings.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Who Could Be Chosen That Is Liked Enough
Successful in restricting the movements,
Of those with wishes to lead.
They are now seeking unity and leadership...
From those left amongst themselves,
Who are only motivated to prevent progress.
Not receive it.
They have yet to develop that kind of respect!
Or perceive anyone qualified,
Willing to sacrifice substance...
To those still in question about their identity!
And 'who' could be chosen that is liked enough,
To satisfy their ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Grinning Crab
Come with me, said the fish to the crab
and I will show you a cave where beautiful coral live.
When do we leave, said the crab to the fish
and tell me what I should bring.
Just bring a sense of adventure, said the fish to the crab, and some sun tan oil
You forget, said the crab to the fish, my shell is thick and impenetrable by rays of any kind.
What about the metal-tipped arrows, asked the fish of the crab, from a cheeky cherub?
Oh they don’t stand a chance, said the crab with a grin.
The fish, having eyes that could not blink, felt the molten tears sting his star-crossed eyes.
poem by Vernon Adrian Emuang
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Manteca
Written by dizzy gillespie and gil fuller
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth
song performed by by Phish
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Maintain Your Defense
Whatever you do,
Maintain your defense...
Against those who critique.
With a battling done.
By the use of weapons!
Delivered and supplied,
On the tip of embittered tongues.
Do not let that weaken.
And get underneath your skin.
Not at the expense of you losing sleep.
Or keeping your mind unable to be at peace.
Whatever you do,
Maintain your defense...
Against those who critique.
Recognize those insecurities,
Worn upon their needing to be fed egos.
Come to realize,
Your potential may be despised.
And jealousy and envy,
Are often hidden and disguised.
Where is the support that has been aborted?
Where is that brotherhood sought and proclaimed?
Where is that need for unity?
And 'why' do those pretensions remain sustained?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Looking Better Than Ever
How can anyone take you seriously,
When you are not punctual?
This meeting started three hours ago.
And there is not going to be a review,
Just for you.
We are doing our best,
To put unity and family togetherness
At a test.
And it is obvious that 'discipline' is needed,
To proceed with this effort...
If any of us expects success!
Don't show up late as a favor.
Be on time as an obligation!
How can we as a family,
Make attempts to move forward...
If we all decided to go shopping,
To find something new to wear...
Just to look good to make that impression?
When you could have been here on time...
Looking better than ever like everyone else!
Dedicated:
To my huge and tremendous,
brilliantly talented family!
And to other families the world over,
who have come to realize 'tomorrow' is 'now'
for that unity and family togetherness to begin.
'We are going to do this!
AND with you.
So get over 'yo'self'!
There is too much to get done.
And taking time to look gorgeous,
With a radiance that stuns...
Will defeat the process of what has started.
Especially when everyone,
Already looks good enough to eat!
So get over 'yo'self'!
Sit down and let us meet.'
Love you,
Larry
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Time To Leave Them Alone
The moment it has been noticed,
That a people have accepted their conditioning...
To remain confined and limited in mind,
With excuses to make to stay that way...
Down to Earth to express pretentions,
In insecure and hypocritical ways obeyed.
It is time to leave them alone.
A process to awaken poses a threat to them.
And anyone suggesting,
They should stretch their consciousness...
By experiencong something different and fresh,
Is whispered and gossiped about trying to do their best...
Of being better than everyone else.
It is easy to observe,
People defiant and what they approve.
The proof is in what they accept!
And what they choose with their time to do.
'I can't stand them.'
~Why? ~
'Listen to the way they talk and walk.
How they dress and express themselves.
And the things that they do...
That are separated from us and the rest.'
~You mean speaking with clarity?
As if they are proud and have identity?
And they seek to know more about their surroundings,
To increase their minds and can not be defined as ignorant?
With a moving forward to discover truth and reality?
And being criticized doesn't seem to bother their integrity,
Since unity means to them being freed from stupidity? ~
'I can't stand them! '
~And I can see why,
They have decided to leave you alone.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ostracized and Shunned
There are some still clinging onto delusions sent.
To prevent a reality for them is meant.
They should have been told a long time ago...
The truth of their existence,
Relied on myths and their indoctrinations...
To keep them afloat upon a sinking boat.
They've been told the blazing flames,
Have been ignited to express victory.
So many of them have come dressed in their best...
To express their loyalty.
And those ostracized and shunned look on.
Grateful they had been despised!
And not accepted like the others...
Suffering to maintain,
The fading of their 'normal' lives!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Celebration Of Black History Month
Why are you doing that?
'In the celebration of Black History Month.
This is the only time of the year,
We can express our heartfelt gratitude.
AND,
Do it with a full blown dignity, pride...
And an identity expressing our self esteem.'
I don't get it.
'A group of us have decided,
To re-enact those days when we...
Our people,
Were captive slaves...
And kept in physical bondage.'
So...
You are polishing shackles and chains?
To attach to yourselves'
Help me understand this.
Please.
'Well...
It is our way of showing,
We are appreciative...
For all that our ancestors have done for us.'
And...
Why the wearing of tuxedos?
'We've invited some very influential people,
To impress them with the advancements we've made.
Proving our completed togetherness,
As we struggle for freedom and true equality.
A picture paints a thousand words.'
You don't mind if I don't attend do you?
'I am not surprised by that at all.
Everytime there is a call for unity...
You find some excuse not to participate.
And frankly,
Your absence may be for us attending this event...
A blessing.
Your sermons about us being ignorant,
Is a bit tired and outdated.
It's brothers like you...
That keeps putting a blemish on our efforts.'
You have no idea,
Just how outdated you make me feel.
And...
You will not have to worry about me,
Putting a single blemish on your efforts.
'That's a relief.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Train of Success/The Power of Words
An understanding of yourself,
Takes a train of thought
An understanding of yourself
Takes a peace of mind
honesty, unity different opportunity’s
Knowing the impossible lays before your eyes
Giving you the option to strive
Get on that train you’re on the path of success
Follow your will and you r freedom to progress
Every chug your chug along,
Builds a stronger heart that beats alone
Pumping energy and unity inside something that you call me
Don’t doubt the only thing you can trust
Believe in yourself that’s a must
Tell yourself I’m comin home
A destination a realization that
I’m the driver the sole survivor
Of something that you can call me
(2010-Esther Douek)
poem by Life in a Poem
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Before the trip began we mapped out three primary goals: 1) to see and meet with our American troops, and thank them for their bravery and sacrifice; 2) to assess the security situation in Iraq; and 3) to give our support to Iraq's national unity government.
quote by John Boehner
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How to Escape From Crabs That Live In a Barrel
How to escape from crabs,
That live in a barrel?
Pretend you are trying to claw your way to the bottom.
Fast.
And being very impatient.
There will be those doing their best to prevent it.
Some wanting to see you thrown out!
And wishing that to happen as quick as possible.
They will do their best to lift you to the top of the rim.
Plead with them to keep you in!
Add crying to your motivation.
Since ambition is despised by those who suspect it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Displeased With Their Own Enforced Activities
Uniting to rid themselves,
Of those people they disliked...
Has found them surrounded with incompetence.
And no one innovative enough,
To know what motivating initiative takes.
Someone amongst them,
Has to formulate an agenda.
And the one who campaign,
To remove discipline and a needed structure...
That had one time produced direction,
Is the first to complain that time and effort...
Is too much of a sacrifice to make things right.
But it had been alright in their narrow mindsights,
To backstab and backbite...
Those who thought nothing of sacrificing their lives,
With a determination to benefit all of their needs.
And this is the plight,
A socially ignorant environment leaves!
People eventually become displeased,
With their own enforced activities!
And finding someone outside of themselves,
To place blame becomes a priority.
With no advancement!
And nothing but excuses exchanged!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Are So Right!
...and on the other hand,
You can not treat people with respect
Who are not accustomed to getting it.
These folks are the first to think,
Someone treating them with kindness unexpected...
Either is weak with no backbone,
Or just a fool seeking confirmation!
There are people around like that.
Quick to attack an emerging smile,
On someone's face.
And do their best to replace it.
Even if it means character assassination.
And these are the same folks,
Who wish to meet to discuss pride and unity!
With disbelief,
No one wants to bother!
And in their neighborhoods...
They can not get enough police,
To protect them from their own ignorance.
Or lack of comprehending,
The reasons for their own blight!
They would rather argue about that...
Day and night!
And these are the same folks,
Who wish to meet to discuss pride and unity!
Even though social dysfunctions...
Should be addressed!
And placed high on the list of their priorities!
But 'that' will never be placed on their agenda.
Nor will the divisional self righteousness,
Of their religious beliefs that keep them like this!
Since they will say...
'God has nothing to do with it! '
And...
They are so right!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Together with you
You are so good to me
you are imparactive to me
I appriciate all your concerns t o me
I wish greetnes come through this unity
Is my wish we always be withgreat unity
no where power comes from but in such unity
I cant shout alone though I can say
I cant laugh alone but together I can
I cant enjoy as I could in togetherness
I can only simile when Iam alone
there is no body much like you
all my love is for you
all my hugs are for you
my kisses are for you
if you go, you will see my tears
As much it hurts, much of that pains I fear
poem by Samweli Butobi
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Objective knowledge, the idea of unity included, belongs to objective consciousness. The forms which express this knowledge when perceived by subjective consciousness are inevitably distorted and, instead of truth, they create more and more delusions. With objective consciousness it is possible to see and feel the unity of everything. But for subjective consciousness the world is split up into millions of separate and unconnected phenomena. Attempts to connect these phenomena into some sort of system in a scientific or philosophical way lead to nothing because man cannot reconstruct the idea of the whole starting from separate facts and they cannot divine the principles of the division of the whole without knowing the laws upon which this division is based.
quote by G.I. Gurdjieff
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