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Veils Are Removed

A divide quickly sliding,
To leave behind a limited consciousness...
With a lighting to dawn,
Upon that which had hid in darkness...
Brightening the minds of those,
Once opposed to a slipping of a grasp...
But now they have chosen,
To broaden with a widened scope on life.
Lifting away those hassels weighted.

With a beginning for them to show,
Avenues they had not thought existed.
Avenues they thought to them,
Were just too unrealistic.
But veils are removed...
Only when that time comes.
And that time...
Has come today!
To reveal that which is no longer concealed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hassels

Pop
In the morning I got hassels
In the evening I got hassels
Im in the sun as my cigarette burns
Always theres a hassel
Nothing, nothing but hassels
Wasting my time
cause Ive liquor and dime
Why you are hasseling me?
In the morning I got hassels
In the evening I got hassels
Im so alone, on my own, with no fun
Hassels
Hassels

song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Willingness to Eat What Is Sweetened

By the time they realize,
Their shallow posterings have no affect.
And those impressed,
Have equalled their qualified lack of depth.
May they and those who followed them,
Come one day to confess and request...
Never to let anyone of limited consciousness,
Again find within them...
A willingness to eat what is sweetened and given,
So quickly.
To leave them both addicted and paralyzed,
Without integrity, purpose, motivation or thought!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time

Time can never lose the game
Will never lose
Time can never feel the pain
Will never feel
There's a wheel that turns our fortunes
There's a light to lead the way
It's holding back tomorrow
From a destiny today
I used to be so lonely
Never thought that I could find the time
Never thought that I could give it up
Ahhh
It's back to
Here today
Bet never leave
Do what you want
Here today
Don't ever leave
It's what you want
It's here today
But never leave
Do what you want
Here today
But never leave
Time, can never lose the game
Will never lose
Time, can never feel the pain
Will never feel
From a love that's going nowhere
To the heart that feels the pain
It's holding back the forces
Of a destiny distained in vain
I used to be so lonely
Never thought that I could find the time
Never thought that I could give it up
Ahhh
It's back to
Here today
But never leave
Do what you want
Here today
Don't ever leave
It's what you want
It's here today
But never leave
It's what you daze over
But never leave
Say what you will
You can't shout it up and crowd it up
and shout it on down
Look around, look around
Solo
It's what you want
It's here today
But never leave
Do what you want
Here today
Don't ever leave
It's what you want
It's here today
But never leave
Do what you want
It's here today
Don't ever leave me
When you call me up
In the evening
And we're standing there
In time
You can feel the wind,
Touch the stars
Leave our cares behind
We'll make love till the morning

song performed by by Zebra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Tongue of One Who Gloats

You can block out every thought I have.
You can seal your consciousness into cement.
You can take every limited vision...
Pack those up to dust from rust.
Or tied them up with trash.
In a tossed out glad bag.

Then...
Sit back satisfied you silenced 'my' voice.
And manipulated my words for those of yours,
By choice.
But I am not the one who has labelled you a fool!
I don't carry thoughts like that in my mind.
Unlike the others behind me...
I don't find this the right time to rejoice.

Nor am I like you...
Either!

When I talk to myself...
I try to keep my private conversations,
Separate.
A lot of truth can be heard...
Slipping off the tongue of one,
Who gloats out loud about what has been done.
And that has been something done by you so well.

You can block out every thought I have.
You can seal your consciousness into cement.
You can take every limited vision...
Pack those up to dust from rust.
Or tied them up with trash.
In a tossed out glad bag.
And still...
What have you accomplished?
Invisibility?
Or a safe way to protect your delusions!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slipping Away to Fade

Stripped quick from being significant.
A relevance is slipping away.
Upgraded is the consciousness.
And the importance of it has come to stay.

It is difficult to suppress,
Truth when truth is sought and confessed.
And pointless it is to try to hide it too...
When beliefs once known have shown new roots.
With a growing that leaves clear and fresh air to breathe.

Stripped quick from being significant.
A relevance is slipping away.
Upgraded is the consciousness.
And the importance of it has come to stay.

And we have been chosen to witness it.
And we who have come to benefit from this,
Will rise like flowers reaching up from concrete.
Becoming part of that which yesterday was not possible.
Not when solutions were ignored to correct,
Cracks appearing on city streets.

With powers unlimited and abilities unrestricted...
By useless conflicts inflicted to deceive.
With minds now uplifted no longer accepting this,
As part of life and the experience of it.

Stripped quick from being significant.
A relevance to stick,
Is slipping away.
Slipping away to fade.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Means To Escape From Being Held Accountable

If the only thing you can produce,
Is an appearance at social functions.
And you find yourself there,
With others equally just as productive?
Know this...
Others you deem to be anti-social,
And not taking in these scenes...
Just 'may' be making attempts,
To use their minds...
Exploring other avenues.

And,
Making a better use of their time...
Trying to expand upon their consciousness.
With wishes not to always seek to be entertained.
Or search for a means,
To escape from being held accountable.
Allowing 'their' irresponsibilities...
To be place upon someone else's shoulders.
With complaints...
About what it is done they do!

And very few today,
Find the need to reflect upon those issues,
Respectfully.
Or...
To be important.

And in some circles,
They would call this behavior...
Immaturity!

And in others?
A need for people to have a good time.
But...
Everyday of every week?
And around a nonstopping clock?
To party until they drop?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Delighted Attachments

Dreams I feed I keep unbroken.
Timeless are my wishes.
Age has removed them from possibility.
I thought in my youth with limitation,
And speed to reveal desires concealed.
To rush into reality.
To please what I thought then...
Was a success I had to show!
But those 'successes' expired...
With each payment that would grow.
I did not wish my dreams attached,
To payment plans and acceptance.
I needed to accomplish what I inside...
Would hide but someday show!
And even though I wept to fulfill them...
The dreams I feed I keep unbroken,
I see!
But I did not expect,
Them to come with delighted attachments...
And a joyfulness I would release,
Showing a smile wide...
And everyone all of my teeth!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Didn't You Call Me

We went out one night
Everything went right
We got something started
It was outta sight
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

Bt the phone I wait
String into space
Thinking about our first kiss
Out on our first date
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

Why don't you call me again?
And I'm gonna ask
When I see you again
Thought you would be my man my lover my friend
I never thought it would end so quickly
It would end

I've resorted to
Hanging up on you
I know you know it's me
How else will I talk to you
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

Why don't you call me again?
And I'm gonna ask
When I see you again
Thought you would be my man my lover my friend
I never thought it would end so quickly
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you
I thought I'd see you
I thought I'd see you again

song performed by by Macy Gray from On How Life Is
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Measure

are we measuring time
or is time measuring us?

how old is time? where is its
head and where's the tail?
its beginning if not the end?

does it go in a round or
in a straight path? does it
need space to realise
its own identity?

are we measuring time
or is time measuring us?

how old am i? where is the
head and tail of this state of
being, this consciousness?

is it longer than time? Is it as old
and large as the universe?

if everything becomes sterile
100 years on, earth will be
as quiet and red as mars
time as ever goes on, a
measure of the unviverse

will time be sleeping then
in the bossom of our consciousness?

or will we be sleeping in its bossom
instead, waiting to be resurrected,
a component of matter, of time?

a pendulum that goes to and fro,
to and fro, to help us get a grasp
of the universe and its workings

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Doxology

...as it was in the beginning,
Is now and ever shall be.

When will man 'ever' come to realize,
A creation that has existed...
And inhabited as it was, as it is and will,
Long before the interpretations...
Of the limited mind of man,
Decided there was an 'inside' scoop...
God selected only a few to reveal.
This world...
Will continue to be as it is until it isn't!
On God's schedule and that schedule only.

Man is not here to make attempts to destroy the Earth,
Then to proclaim they know when this existence is over?

For them...
It just may well be.
For them whose minds are affixed upon themselves.
As has been evident.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Welcomed Are Those of Fresh Voices

So welcomed are those of fresh voices,
Giving points of view...
From new avenues,
And unsubdued by aging thought.
The ones upon which...
Dust has settled.
With nothing gained to be taught.

Here to speak from your perspective.
Clearing the staleness...
That comforts some,
In air the reeks of molding affairs.

So welcomed are those of fresh voices,
Giving points of view...
From new avenues,
And unsubdued by aging thought.
The ones upon which...
Dust has settled.
With nothing gained to be taught.
Or teases with a brisk breeze.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Time Around

Every single hour in my hands
Every second word that goes to send
Another day is tied behind my back
Another beating heart is all I have
But not this time around
Not this time around
If you came around
I'd leave the skies today
Not this time around
I never thought I'd live to see this day
I always knew the sun would go away
I never had the strength to turn away, oh
In the end is always how I feel
Not this time around
Not this time around
If you came around
I'd leave the skies today
Not this time around
How will I
Will you find me?
How will I
Been away
Oh will I
Will you find me?
How will I ever know?
I don't believe in beautiful mistakes
Every turn of fate is on to take
Another turn or second chance goes by
Every wrong turn comes an eye to eye
Not this time around
Not this time around
And if you came around
I'd leave the skies today
Not this time around
But not this time around
Well I'd leave the skies today
Not this time around
Not this time around
I'd leave the skies today

song performed by by Howie Day
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Thought

Thought, I love thought.
But not the juggling and twisting of already existent ideas
I despise that self-important game.
Thought is the welling up of unknown life into consciousness,
Thought is the testing of statements on the touchstone of consciousness,
Thought is gazing onto the face of life, and reading what can be read,
Thought is pondering over experience, and coming to conclusion.
Thought is not a trick, or an exercise, or a set of dodges,
Thought is a man in his wholeness, wholly attending.

poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Lawless Avenues

Papa hit him, mama kissed him
Made him go to catechism
With the sisters in their black and white
And all the time those city streets
Were teaching him another kind of wisdom
When to run and when to fight
Up at the playground after school
Listening to tales of the prison system
And those lawless avenues
Dawn on a half darkened street
A childs footsteps repeat
And something there turns them
Down those lawless avenues
Silent joe went down so bad
He was the strongest fighter the avenues had
Stabbed in the chest--he went down swinging
Someone from some other part of town
No one even seen it coming down
And you dont hear no church bells ringing
And in the violent night the police light
Sweeps across the lots and the yards
Following those lawless avenues
Down on a half darkened street
Armies advance and retreat
And struggle to take control
From those lawless avenues
Manuelitos sister rosa
Ran away with a surfer from hermosa
Manuelito, cuida a rosa,
Hay mira como estan las cosas!
(manuelito take care of rosa
--look at how things are)
But who could blame her after she saw
Every boy die who could have gotten close to her
Rosa es joven u solo quiere
Ver la belleza del mundo
(rosa is young and only wants
To see the beauty of the world)
Manuel said--
You gotta fight for what you want in this life
Just before they shipped him overseas to nam
Otra guerra sin razon
Otra guerra sin fin, sin honor
(another war without reason,
Another war without end, without honor)
And she was fighting to understand
When they shipped manuelitos body home
All she heard was one more shot
Echoing down lawless avenues
Hoy amigo, tal igual como ayer,
La lucha en el barrio no cambia
Nuestros hijos son los que han de crecer
Por ley de la calle, viviendo entre abrazos
Y chingazos
(today my friend, just like yesterday,
The struggle in the barrio doesnt change.
Our children are the ones to grow up
By the law of the street
Living between hugs and blows)
Down on a half darkened street
Fathers and sons lives repeat
And something there turns them
Down those lawless avenues
En el calor de la calle
(in the heat of the street)
Buscan valor en la calle
(looking for valor in the street)
Hasta final de la calle
(till the end of the street)

song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Slipping Away

Yeah
La dee dah dee dah yeah
La ooh, yeah
Oh ooh, yeah
So far, so far
You're slipping away, away
Slipping away from the live and the love we made
Baby, I'm so afraid
So far, so far, so far
Slipping away, away
Slipping right out of my grasp and you're fading fast
It seems... you know you're slipping away from me
I keep on reaching and I, I keep on trying
But you never even hold me
And it seems like you don't know me baby
I keep on yearning and I
I guess I'm learning that it's just a losing fight
'Cause there's no passion in your eyes
No, no, no, no babe
Yeah-eah
Chorus
I keep denying that our, our love is dying
But it's all a big charade and it's a fruitless game to play
I can't remember when you, you last were tender
And it's always touch and go
The silence chills me to the bone, yeah
Chorus
Away, away, away, away
Yeah
Hey, yeah
Further, further
Ooh yeah
You're so far
(Time after time I reach for you
I try and I try but you're so aloof
Where is the boy that you used to be?
Baby you're slipping away from me)
You're so far
(Repeat)
(So far, so far
Slipping away, away)
Slipping away from what we had
Truly I just don't understand
(So far, so far, so far
Slipping away, away)
You're slipping right out of my grasp and you're fading so fast
It seems... you know you're slipping away from me
Baby, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So far
Yeah
Baby, baby, baby, baby I'm so afraid
Oh, where?
So far... so far

song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Confused

I thought I knew
Thought I may have figured it out
But
Then
It became so confusing
And
Now
I'm just not so sure
Of
What I thought I understood
I thought I could be certain
Thought I was able to see
With
Some sort of certainty
Even though
How could I be
So
Confident
When, really
I didn't know
Anything
It's pieces of a puzzle
I'm trying to solve
With limited clues
Or
It could be
My overactive imagination
Playing tricks on me
Letting me see
What I want to see
So
I'm sitting
I'm waiting
I figure perhaps
Eventually
If something is
Then, something will
Reveal itself
Of it's own accord
And, reveal itself
With some clarity
Meanwhile
I'm stopping
With the assumptions I made
Because
I thought I figured it out
But
Now
I'm hesitating
I'm halting
I don't mean for it to impede any progress I've made
If I truly made any progress at all
I'm second guessing myself
But
I have to say
It's all because
I'm a bit confused.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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I'm Finding Time to Make More Of It Mine

No reasons do I have left,
To express an accessibility.
Nor are my ears available,
For empathetic listening.

I'm finding time to make more of it mine.

Patience I have no more,
To explore avenues to be of assistance.
I make sure I am distanced.
My own needs will no longer be ignored.

I've learned if others are aware you are there...
For them to dropp whatever they wish.
They will do it.
Like a habit done that has been approved!

I've learned from some enough can't be done!

And forget needing them.
You'll experience each season...
From a Summer breeze, leaves falling from trees
Winter snow and budding in the Spring...
When flowers begin to grow.

No reasons do I have left,
To express an accessibility.
Nor are my ears available,
For empathetic listening.

I'm finding time to make more of it mine.

Patience I have no more,
To explore avenues to be of assistance.
I make sure I am distanced.
My own needs will no longer be ignored.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fishing For Fresh Water Bass

By the time their minds begin unfolding...
They will have the consciousness
Of also knowing,
The ignorance they manifested...
Will provide such a stench,
To bring clarity to their eyes as well!
Getting accustomed to truth...
Is like being slapped in the face
By a 'trout'!
When all the time,
You thought you were fishing for fresh water bass!
And then all of a sudden...
A mind awakens to guilt,
And a polluted thought process!
You now see...
Had been addicting!
And those folks you 'had' thought were crazy...
And out of their minds?
You now find a desire to be in their presence!
And they now look upon you with suspicion!
Hey...
That's how it is!
NOW,
Attempt to have a conversation with someone...
You knew,
Before you lost the confinement,
Of your once narrowed mind!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slipping Away

I said I wouldnt cry
The day you said goodbye
Its not like Ill never see you again
I guess the things you need
You just cant get from me
But you still can reach out to me now and then
Chorus:
My head is spinning round
All my defense is down
I have held the world in my hands
But I cant keep you from slipping away,
Mmmmm. . . .
If time will show me grace
And you to a better place
Then I can live knowing it wasnt in vain
It hurts so much to know when love means letting go
And no one can tell me that they felt my pain
No strength can stop you now
Will someone show me how
How to live it over again
Cos I cant keep you from slipping away
I will never break your power over me
I could never shake the thought of you burning in my mind
Youre all I see
(repeat chorus)
Oh, I cant keep you from slipping away
Oh......slipping away,
Mmmm.......

song performed by by Richard Marx
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People Take Picture Of Each Other

People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
And to proved that it really existed.
Fathers take pictures of the mothers,
And the sisters take pictures of brothers,
Just to show that they love one another.
You can't picture love that you took from me,
When we were young and the world was free.
Pictures of things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
People take pictures of each other,
Just to prove that they really existed,
Just to prove that they really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
Just to proved that it really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.

song performed by by Kinks
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