Very Few Choose To Be Available
An awakening does not occur,
By someone else...
Opening up a window,
To convince another it is dawn.
That process takes,
A willingness to personalize...
The experience to appreciate it,
Without agitation or interference.
Since when a dawning upon one comes,
Very few choose to be available to witness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We All Come To Experience 'Our' Truths
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
Or see as they sit to observe life pass by,
From a closed window and behind locked doors.
We all experience our own sorrows...
With burdens to bear and struggles to conquer.
And yet there will be some among the 'doubters'...
Who believe nothing happens to anyone but themselves.
And when they experience a pinch of pain to feel,
It becomes worthy of a news broadcast...
To appeal with the getting of attention on their griefs.
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
And yet...
Highlighted are the most ridiculous afflictions,
Repeatedly for all to witness close up on TV sets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Once Tied To A Rush Of Confusion
An awakening occurs,
That establishes...
For the one witnessing it.
A freedom to express a consciousness.
That releases a mind,
Once tied to a rush of confusion...
One accepted as part of a life one gets.
And when this awakening does occur,
From an unrested peacelessness...
Tested by others not yet awakened.
There is a sense of quality of life that comes.
One begins to realize and connect...
To every experience one has endured.
And all of them collectively one's footsteps have met.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What It Takes To Achieve Patience
The returning back,
From a dead end that traps...
Will eventually teach patience,
To the one who rushes forward...
With a determination to prove,
Stubbornness prevails.
Fails.
And heartbreaking will be the attempts,
Observed by those who did their best...
To prevent the event.
But one this can not do...
When a child with an adult appearance,
Chooses not to listen?
We can instruct with books.
And believe it takes stern looks.
But experience is the teacher.
Experience does more for opening up the mind...
Than nagging or reminding someone,
Of what they should do for themselves.
And what is more important for them,
They should concentrate to find!
And...
What it takes,
To achieve patience.
We can instruct with books.
And believe it takes stern looks.
But experience is the teacher.
Experience does more for opening up the mind...
Than nagging or reminding someone,
Of what they should do for themselves.
And what is more important for them,
They should concentrate to find!
And...
What it takes,
To achieve patience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dawn Finally Arises
Anyone who has ever remained persistent,
With a fluid consistency...
Has met some opposition.
And is familiar with negativity.
It takes the gritting of teeth.
And the biting of nails,
To prevail even when failure may be in sight.
With a nipping at the heels of one refusing defeat.
And suddenly it seems,
That nothing but nightmares...
Have come to replace hopes and dreams,
When dawn finally arises to clear a bright horizon.
It looks a lot different,
From the rumors I heard...
Of a dawn others said was gone.
It looks much different,
From rumors fed...
Of a dawn that would never turn on.
It looks a lot different,
From the rumors I heard...
Of a dawn others said was gone.
And...
I'm so glad I persisted.
To witness it to see,
For myself.
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
It looks a lot different,
From the rumors I heard...
Of a dawn others said was gone.
It looks much different,
From rumors fed...
Of a dawn that would never turn on.
It looks a lot different,
From the rumors I heard...
Of a dawn others said was gone.
And...
I'm so glad I persisted.
To witness it to see,
For myself.
It looks a lot different,
The dawn!
When it is witnessed,
The dawn!
And...
I'm so glad I persisted.
To witness and to see it,
For myself.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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During exposure, interference takes place between the incident rays and those reflected by the mirror, with the formation of interference fringes half a wavelength distant from each other.
quote by Gabriel Lippmann
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It is possible to experience an awakening in this life through realising just how precious each moment, each mental process, and each breath truly is.
quote by Christy Turlington
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Moon Over Austin
Sweet man, sweet mystery
Unveil yourself to me
Sweet soul, lie so still
Flesh cup, gonna get my fill
Let me rise and fall
With the wings of your sheets
While the moon's full over austin
The city sleeps below
Only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
Your body be a tender vine
That twists and turns just like mine
Your heart a slender thong
Filled with honey, built with song
'til dawn steals you from me
And takes me to the next town
But tonight the moon's full over austin
And babies lie below
And only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
There's one thing that keeps me going
It's the slow and easy knowing
You're the kind of man
Who's kind of girl could maybe give her hand
So sweet man in your sweet misery
Lie upon my temporary sea
Love's dressing, i will adorn
To my side your absence be thorn
And i'll rock you gently to sleep
Tonigh is one promise we both can keep
While the moon's full over austin
And the thieves all steal below
And only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
Hotel angel
Through the window
song performed by by Jewel
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Introduction To Aggravation
The only thing that is guaranteed
One will experience
During this process called life
And one should expect
With a minimal of agitation expressed
Will be that introduction to aggravation
It will have a way of becoming familiar
However
Let its presence be known and quickly shown
A tolerating of it is not accepted
And your visit with it will not be too long
Let it know upfront you are not the host of the party
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hotel Angel
Sweet man, sweet mystery
Unveil yourself to me
Sweet soul, lie so still
Flesh cup, gonna get my fill
Let me rise and fall
With the wings of your sheets
While the moon's full over austin
The city sleeps below
Only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
Your body be a tender vine
That twists and turns just like mine
Your heart a slender thong
Built of honey, filled with song
'til dawn steals you from me
And takes me to the next town
But tonight the moon's full over austin
And beggars starve below
And only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
There's one thing that keeps me going
It's the slow and easy knowing
You're the kind of man
Who's kind of girl could maybe give her hand
So sweet man in your sweet misery
Lie upon my temporary sea
Love's dressing, i will adorn
To my side your absence be thorn
And i'll rock you gently to sleep
Tonigh is one promise we both can keep
While the moon's full over austin
And the city sleeps below
And only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
Hotel angel
Through the window
song performed by by Jewel
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From Printed Ink
There are books and schools.
And then there is life!
To live and experience.
There is not a page anyone can turn,
That will prepare one's life to compare.
Or given chances to rehearse with notes...
To insure good grades.
Or a grade of fair!
Life isn't played that way.
If one is not living with common sense...
Or sitting in anticipation for its coming,
From a lesson plan one learns.
The process can be stern.
It doesn't always come from printed ink...
How one thinks what to do next,
When the subject begins to personalize!
And one's survival is on the line!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Our Senses Touch
There our senses touch.
In the fields of...
Fresh grass scented.
To glisten with dew,
Lifted,
By a dawning morning...
Clear.
Bright.
And appetizing awakening eyes.
There our senses touch.
With an open window nearby.
Where the 'is' and 'why' of life,
Breezes through fields God gives...
To make the experience of it,
Flagrant with inconsistent fragrance shifting.
From day to day.
As if to outdo each creation made.
There our senses touch.
In the fields of...
All there is to life.
And to know it can not be simply lived,
If not witnessed.
There our senses touch.
Outside of ourselves.
With none of it to be lived,
To sit on fences.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Process continues
All the eggs don’t hatch.
All the seeds don’t burst.
All the loves don’t spark.
Yet the process continues.
All the chicks don’t live.
All the sprouts don’t grow.
All the loves don’t bloom.
But the process continues.
Pest takes toll of the siblings.
Drought takes the toll of the seedlings.
Fate stalls many loves in making.
Still the process continues.
The process spurts the hope.
The process spurs the heart.
The process thrills the senses.
Evolution, thus, continues.
03.10.2000, Pkmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Dawning Is Going to Be Witnessed
One day,
In the real world lived...
A dawning is going to be witnessed.
And everyone who sees it,
Will agree...
A period of darkness has ended.
And those who missed this phenomenon,
Will be left right where they are...
Asleep.
With no one awakening them,
To solicit from them an opinion...
As to what may be their beliefs!
And that dawning will be experienced for what it is!
The Sun.
Rising upon the horizon.
And surrounding in full acknowledgement,
Is a noticeable occurrence of life!
Stripped of pretensions.
Although traumaticized by this,
Many will hopefully accept it...
And will be able to move on.
Without any attempts to prompt a thought process,
That 'this' is indeed what 'actually' takes place...
Within a twenty four hour period.
You know...
With the Earth revolving on its axis.
And what the Moon does.
And how the Sun sorta completes all of this.
You know...
Back to basics and elementary stuff?
As is directed without debate or recommendations.
With the elimination of needs for surveys to be taken.
Comparisons of brains and other lame insecure uses.
Or preferences of one's color, style or taste...
Biased for racial distorted configurations.
All of 'that' which currently takes place.
To leave behind those unconscious,
To find this most difficult to take.
As if from their minds 'something' had been neutered.
Like an erasing of traditions inflicted upon all cultures.
'You're not suggesting the end of an infestation,
Of democracy? Socialized as tyranny? Or...'
Naw!
More consciously manifested!
More mentally digested,
For those finished with the combating...
To exalt their ignorance.
But no communal castration this!
Diseased to test the selling pharmaceuticals.
Oh no.
A purposefulness has been added to the mix.
YES!
AND all of life on Earth is magically involved.
One day,
In the real world lived...
A dawning is going to be witnessed.
And everyone who sees it,
Will agree...
A period of darkness has ended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poetically Speaking, Of course.
Let me make this clear.
As best as I can express it!
Without premeditative doubts.
And a conscious free of wonder,
Of your thought process.
Prior to meeting you...
I did have a life.
And choosing it with a peace of mind too!
Far removed from agitation.
Let me make this clear.
As best as I can express it!
Without premeditative doubts.
And a conscious free of wonder,
Of your thought process.
'If' for some reason or circumstance,
You should suddenly disappear!
Eyewitnessed with a 'poof'...
Making you totally invisible!
That life I had prior to meeting you,
With that peace I mentioned?
Would increase.
Quickly!
And you...
Would not exist!
Even as a memory.
Poetically speaking,
Of course!
I'm sure something more instant will occur,
To deprive this creative spirit I now share!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Process of Mentality Divine
We are within a mind of a process.
One layered within levels of superiority.
And we will be visited,
By those of a greater intelligence.
As our own expectations expand...
Advancing towards a higher consciousness.
One arriving upon the land.
Those unbelieving this,
Have already experienced mental enslavement.
And the dawn that comes,
To awaken those who witness it...
May not have all observing 'the coming'.
Since many will be seeking documentation,
For authenticity.
And this is a process of mentality divine!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Acceptance Heals
Acceptance heals!
A willingness to just let go...
To be a part of a natural process,
Reveals an ability to face the truth...
For what it is and means.
Without the need,
Of foolish protective measures.
Some wish to stop to grow.
To direct with a decision...
To have things go their way.
Blocking the experience of a natural adventure.
As if the ticking of a clock,
Depends on a decision made.
Since time itself...
Is a creation of man.
And where man stands...
Has nothing to do,
With the evolution of nature.
And nature awaits...
Such dictates!
Acceptance heals!
A willingness to just let go...
To be a part of a natural process,
Reveals an ability to face the truth...
For what it is and means.
Without the need,
Of foolish protective measures.
And those foolish protective measures,
Keeps a wounded mind...
With no peace to find.
Acceptance heals.
Like one's faith,
Eliminates...
A stunted life that wastes away,
In anticipation to have a stubbornness validated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Storm For A Dream
a storm for a dream
the morning light arrives
appeasing
the senses run wild like horses
i keep an eye
opening to
a window of an awakening
things come
i do not hold any
rivers flow and surge
i watch without any feelings anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Coltrane
Wakin' up at nine
Looks at his paper
Can't deal with what he sees
All the troubled lives
The talk of the ages
He's crawling back to bed
Don't take a walk outside
Don't make any new friends
He's crawling back to bed
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
Callin' all his friends
He's known 'em for ages
Can't deal with what they say
Connective alibis
Cold and contagious
He's crawling back to bed
So cut off the phone lines
Stock up on water
He's crawling back to bed
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
song performed by by Gomez
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It Takes 3
[Chorus:]
It takes 3, U and me
And her 2 - tell me pretty baby what U wanna do
I've seen the future, baby, and it looks like U and I
All wrapped up in love that'll never die
Maybe I just want another 2 keep U happy while I'm away
A friend as special as U should never be lonely, a single day
It takes 3
If U ain't got a friend U can't be with me (Hey)
It takes 3
Nothin' I want 2 do will make U uncomfortable, I swear
Wherever my hands go, baby, it'll be cuz U put 'em there
I could be satisfied with talking about all we could do
But I'm wise enough 2 know that's the only way 2 get wit' U
And her 2
[Chorus]
It takes 3
If U ain't got a friend U can't be with me
It takes 3
Check this out
U know my every thought if U think about it long enough
Don't ask me why, nothing's lost if U try
But 2 not, is 2 never know if U and me and her could flow
Let's go, let's go 2 the land of "Yes I will"
G'on put your foot up on that window sill
It takes 3
If U ain't got a friend U can't be with me (Hey)
[Chorus]
Hell yeah, baby
Shake all that
[Chorus]
Girl, U got something the whole world should see
I'm so proud of U
If I can't get a witness who'll believe it's true (It takes 3)
Nobody, that's why it takes 3
If U ain't got a friend U can't see me (It takes 3)
U can't see me
(It takes 3)
Fellows g'on and sing that I'm jettin'
(If U ain't got a friend U can't be with me)
Don't forget your rain coat
song performed by by Prince
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Easier to Accept
As painful as this experience may be...
For some.
There is nothing like having it come,
Unannounced!
If preparations were made...
Decisions to change it,
Would have prevented a growth process.
And not one person came to this life,
Without causing someone pain.
To eventually gain 'something' from it!
Some kind of a learning process occurred.
Unless they were unconscious?
And that might explain,
Why so many choose to remain medicated.
It is easier to accept something,
When it is not personally felt!
Or mandated as someone else's sacrifice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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