With A Welcomed Greeting Done From The Heart
I have been writing,
Much longer than many can claim...
To have had a consciousness.
I questioned!
And never did I satisfy myself with guess work.
With a listening done that was intent.
Some are confused with the process of comprehending.
They believe it to be similar to a version of truth told.
Instead of observing with a connection to the mind,
That approves with a welcomed greeting done from the heart.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fixed To Fit Mode
I've never said anything to you,
I did not mean.
My record for being direct,
Should not in your mind be questioned.
But often it is.
You are prepared to be defensive.
And if I chose to be more basic,
You would believe I intend to offend.
It is just in the way you wish to hear my words.
You are seeking a definition to satisfy...
What you believe is my intent.
With alternative meanings.
Instead of comprehending,
With active listening skills...
What to you I am saying.
But...
Reacting to assumptions,
Is the basis of our lack of communication.
And your willingness to stay on fixed to fit mode.
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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No One Questioned the Reek
When behavior they 'then' expressed,
Was not addressed...
But to some questionable?
Those of responsibility could have stood up,
To the plate.
No one did this.
But many bit down to chew!
And...
Instead,
An appreciation for that was shown.
With a bowing to lower eyes and heads.
Mixed signals were sent.
And deceit and devilment...
Were given carte blanche signals,
Not to slow down with caution...
But to move like blinded bulls,
Charging through halls...
Where precious crystal and china were used.
And no one confused a 'no' with a 'go'!
In fact...
Honors were given.
And some medals bestowed.
Some folks were given carte blanche signals.
For more of this to be exposed.
And it showed.
And they did...go!
Taking 'everything' with them,
To an humongous cellpool!
A deepened hole...
Where rooms were added.
And pretensions glowed!
With a renovation to extend the existing stench.
Guests were invited and asked to adorn masks.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
And it did!
No one hid.
Deceit was done,
And everyone told...
Their bigger 'fibs'.
But...
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
And it did!
No one hid.
Deceit was done,
And everyone told...
Their bigger 'fibs'.
And...
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned the reek.
It was as if an acceptance grew.
No one questioned.
No one questioned.
No one questioned the reek.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Leave the Teabag In The Cup
Listen up.
Let's not beat around the bush here.
Do you prefer facing the truth?
Or be subjected to the consequences?
'Honestly?
I perceive my chances with the consequences,
As being far more beneficial than any version...
Of your truth!
I've been observing your version of truth for two weeks.
And each day it keeps changing.
Whatever those consequences may be...
I am certain they will be less creative.
I'll take your consequences with a cup of tea.
With lemon and one tablespoon of sugar.'
I don't think you understand how serious these procedures are?
'Oh,
I know you're serious.
I like the water extra hot.
Just leave the teabag in the cup.
I'll do my own pouring.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth of Heart...
Truth be told …
In this soul in this mind is this heart a shrine
Pictures of this life a true heart you will find
Look into this heart of mind speaks of this life
Held in hand a truth of love memories of a kind
Sending love of messages of this love of mind
True to heart impatiently waiting for each line
Oh this heart answers when upon sounds ring
Of this soul of heart listening to who it brings
Truth be known of this heart beats of this life
Heart to ear speaks this mind within those near
In and of favorites who will be the one endeared
A cell phone is your heart within which a truth lies
poem by Knights Dreams
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Why
This version has slightly different lyrics than 'the lansdowne tapes' version
Thought of no tomorrow
The pain, tears and sorrow
And you never told me why
The way you cheated
And mistreated
I could never ask you why
Well, i'm gonna find out
I'm gonna find out
What's been messing up your mind
Messing up your mind
Well, i've been through
Some changes
Now i'm leaving
While me mind rearranges
Why i'm grieving
I don't mean that you hurt me
Or deceived me
For i know that you're there
And you need me
You sure do
But i hope you can't see how it is
I can't stay any longer
I've got to go
Is there any true reason
Or anything i can explain
Can't we talk about it baby
And get together again
You see i have the feeling
That this isn't the end
And i feel knowing
On you i depend
I depend on you
I'm gonna find out, yes i am
I'm gonna find out
What it is that's been
Messing up your mind
Well, i said that i love you
And i need you
Then it means i am yours
Yes, i belong to you
But i just can't be certain
That you love me too
Well, i've got to know
If i can believe in you
Please believe my heart is yours
I can't stay any longer
I've got to go
Perhaps it's best for us
To stay together
And try to live our lives as one
And maybe we will find
We're still together
To watch the setting of the sun
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Can You Cut Me Some Slack?
Is it a duty,
For those wise...
To take it upon themselves,
To touch others' lives?
Is this a mission,
Given and sent...
To raise the consciousness,
Of people...
With an intent that is meant?
And just how is this selection process done?
How does one choosing to mind their own business,
Approach with a message to be delivered to someone!
And how is that communicated for it to be understood?
Especially when The Creator seems to prefer,
Those appearing downtrodden and living in the 'hood'!
Do you understand what I'm sayin'?
Do you blame me for wanting God,
To skip over me...
Knowing that kind of mission,
Is 'not' what I'm wishin' when I begin prayin'!
'Dear Father,
I love You with ALL my heart.
BUT...
Can You cut me some slack?
And not give to me a mission like that?
PLEASE! ? '
Is it a duty,
For those wise...
To take it upon themselves,
To touch others' lives?
Is this a mission,
Given and sent...
To raise the consciousness,
Of people...
With an intent that is meant?
And just how is this selection process done?
And how is that communicated for it to be understood?
Especially when The Creator seems to prefer,
Those appearing downtrodden and living in the 'hood'!
'Dear Father,
I love You with ALL my heart.
BUT...
Can You cut me some slack?
And not give to me a mission like that?
PLEASE! ? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Heart Has A Mind Of Its Own
(howard greenfield, jack keller)
I told this heart of mine
Our love would never be
But then I hear a voice
And something stirs inside of me
Somehow I cant resist
The memory of your kiss
I guess my heart has a mind of its own
No matter what I do
No matter what I say
No matter how I try
I just cant turn the other way
When Im with someone new
I always think of you
I guess my heart has a mind of its own
Youre not in love with me
So why cant I forget
Im just your used to be
Its wrong and yet
I know forgetting you
Would be a hopeless thing
For Im a puppet
And I just cant seem to break the strings
I say Ill let you go
But then my heart says no
I guess my heart has a mind of its own
I guess my heart has a mind of its own
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Make That Connection
Oh what would I do
Oh what would I do babe
Honey I have this feeling
Its never ever ever explained
Yeah Im afraid a part of my heart
Would always feel misunderstood babe
I would never know honey
I never meant to drive you away
Whats wrong?
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
What would I give if I could have you now
Baby what would I give to see your smiling face again
You know theres nothing I would not do
No river I would not swim, no mountain I would not climb baby
If I could have you right here once again
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
Tell me baby is it something I might have said?
Is it something I might have done wrong to change your mind?
Tell me baby is it something Ive have said?
Is it something I couldve done?
Honey somehow let me right all your wrongs
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
Oh what would I give if you would tell me just one thing
Honey what would I give if you would stroke my hand with your brow
Or whisper sweet things into my ear I would smile like a baby
I would be happy like a child if I could have you right here, right here, right here
Right here with me now
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, yes I do
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, whats wrong?
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Did I Beg From You An Acceptance?
This is not a version of something before that had existed,
To be lifted from your memory to then quickly dismiss.
Not this!
No.
But you've been convinced of it,
As being just another experience you would rather do without.
Until it's remembered for what it is.
To then do your best to recapture the moment to reminisce.
And not a version of it attempted to compare,
Will never satisfy what was there when it had been given...
To you and no one else.
Trust me!
I know from where it came with my eyes wide open.
It was not from me to leave that easily.
And when rejected...
Did I beg from you an acceptance?
No.
I did not.
I've kept what I've got to increase its appreciation.
To flourish as it was nurtured.
What I've got to spare doesn't have to be shared,
To validate its existence to remain with me welcomed!
Time has taught me what to value.
What to keep and always cherish to polish and not let rust.
It doesn't have to be an 'us' for that to be made known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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L.a. Connection
Oh, carry home my broken bones and lay me down to rest
Forty days of cries and moans i guess i've failed to pass the test
I've been sent away not a thing to say
I'm banished from the fold
I'm a fallen angel who's lost his wings and left out in the cold
Ooooh l.a. connection
Oh l.a. connection
L.a. connection, yeah
Operator place a call keep secret but it through
Investigator knows it all he's at the window i wonder who
I've got to cut the line and let me drift find a haven in the storm
I got no time i need a lift to where it's sweet and close and warm
I say
Ooooh l.a. connection
Oh l.a. connection
L.a. connection
Hey, carry home my broken bones and lay me down to rest
Forty days of cries and moans well i've just failed the test
Feel i'm balanced on the brim should i lean another way
Like a flame that's going on the dim needs blessing from the day, oh
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Oh take me away i got nothing to say
It's got to be an l.a. connection, oh
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Ooooh, l.a., l.a., l.a., l.a., l.a. connection
Connection, oh
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Oh l.a., oh, l.a. connection
L.a., l.a. inspection
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Oh i'm down, oh i'm down
I can't take a rejection
L.a., need an l.a. connection
L.a., yeah, oh l.a. connection
L.a. connection
I'm flying away
Take me back home, i gotta get home to l.a.
L.a., l.a. connection, l.a.
Oh, l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Ooooh, ooooh, l.a. connection, l.a.
song performed by by Rainbow
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Occupy Your Mind
(neil tennant / chris lowe)
Satisfy your reason
It will occupy your mind
Even when youre dreaming
Believe
Find another meaning
To determine what you need
Experience this feeling
And believe
Believe
In a world so confused
In a world so confused
In a world so confused
In a world so confused
Believe
Love will pierce the dark cloud
Of unknowing and reveal
All that you were dreaming
And believe
These communications
Will descend on you en masse
So what Im saying, baby
Is believe
Believe
In a world so confused
If you feel love refused
Believe
In a life so defined
You could find time
To change your mind
Believe
In a world so confused
If you find love refused
Believe
In a life so defined
You could find time
To change your mind
Believe
Occupy your mind and youll believe
Occupy your mind and youll believe
Occupy your mind and youll believe
Believe
In a world so confused
In a world so confused
Believe
Occupy your mind and youll believe
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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As Darkness Leaves
It is what it is...
No matter what the technical device used,
To prevent the extended presence of truth.
Or the evolution of a higher consciousness.
It will be done as truth is pursued.
Regardless who deems the effectiveness,
Of a censorship losing this battle.
The process of enlightenment,
Has begun!
As darkness leaves...
To usher in an enlightenment that comes.
To no longer shun those targeted as wished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Im A Liar
Maybe I told you right from the start
You can have me
But you cant have my heart
Its easy enough to say but I couldnt care less
Ya I mighta told you you were on my mind
Guess I talked a pretty good line
But hey I can talk all day
But I just cant confess
That Im a liar
Im a victim of desire
Im a moth into the fire
Im over my head - forget what I said
Tell ya Im a liar
Im just walking on the wire
I couldnt get much higher
Im over my head - forget what I said
Baby Im a liar
When I told you I was hard to pin down
Ya know I was just messin around
Guess you know bynow thats just my way
And if you want some storeis - well I got a few
But hey - this is the truth I swear to you
How many more times do you want me to say...
If I told ya to go away
Baby you cant believe a thing I say
Listen....
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Vision Narrowed
You are right.
You did nothing to me.
From where you sit assessing it.
And from your point of view,
That keeps your vision narrowed.
With an approval of everything you do,
That keeps a truth deluded...
As it escapes for deceits to pursue.
I was wrong to think of you comprehending too.
With a broader consciousness,
One that evaluates what one does...
That affects what someone else,
Interprets as mistakes made.
But like other things about you,
You are afraid to remove a playing of charades.
And that's the way our mind relays.
You are right.
You did nothing to me.
You've done it to yourself...
With a consistent persistency.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crowded With Lies
Why are some stunned by truth?
It is not something taught,
One gets accustomed to.
Billions are spent to fantasize.
There is no room for truth,
In a mind crowded with lies.
A progressive mindset,
Has been stunted because of this.
Dismissed are those who wish for reality.
And often they are labelled mavericks.
Or something less flattering,
To ensure their influence has no chance to exist.
Why are some stunned by truth?
It is not something taught,
One gets accustomed to.
Billions are spent to fantasize.
There is no room for truth,
In a mind bombarded and crowded with lies.
And yet those disillusioned,
Pray on Sunday...
To have their lives fixed.
While listening to sermons,
As to how sins and evil have them bewitched.
Their very lives lived are confused in conflicts.
Although truth for many has become feared,
And resisted.
Observed they are...
Bewildered, bothered and betwixted.
Why are some stunned by truth?
It is not something taught,
One gets accustomed to.
Billions are spent to fantasize.
And there is no room for truth,
In a mind bombarded and crowded with lies.
And the marketing of fresh lies...
Is a mainstay in most societies,
That has thrived and survived successfully!
But a continuation of a success like this,
Does not sustain its permanence.
Eventually a strain draining the brain prevents it.
People everywhere and everyday,
Reflect their lack of consciousness.
And revealing a 'craze' that has become accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living It Will Be The Experience
Oh yeah...prove it!
You are always picking things apart,
To try to find something wrong.
Why can't you play along?
Oh yeah...prove it!
You seem to see life as negative.
And can not accept what is as is.
I hear you do this...
All night and day long!
Why can't you play along?
'I am not into games that remain the same.
Nor truth do I ignore!
If I witness something I question...
My mind will find answers,
To further in my mind be explored.
You see...
Poverty and homelessness,
In the midst of those who are rich.
To me is a sickness,
Of one's consciousness.
If observing this is allowed to exist!
People professing how great they are...
As they steal from others and watch them starve.
To me is a human tragedy.
And I don't accept this as how life should be!
I think of those who say they have faith,
But live everyday in fear...
Are fakes.
And I will be blasphemous and say...
Whatever 'that' is they pray to,
It isn't God!
Not the One I listen to and obey!
For truth and understanding to come my way.
And hypocrites who wish for materialistic dreams...
Are nothing more than opportunists,
Hoping to benefit from their lieing and deceitful schemes.
And if it seems I am 'always' picking things apart...
Perhaps I'm being oversensitive.
Too emotionally connected to a feeling and caring heart.
I'll admit that's how I am.
And from that I will not depart!
And I'll leave you with this to hear from my lips...
You and anyone else who feels I am negative,
Will come one day to feel regret.
Because the God I know,
Observing what I see that clearly shows...
Is about to make big changes,
To all your beliefs.
And is in the process to upset...
Everything you hold dear and cherish! '
Oh yeah...
Prove it!
'Somehow I do not believe,
That will be up to me to do it!
I already see the evidence!
Since everything you do,
Is making less sense!
Your entire way of life...
Is going through rapid changes.
And for you or me or anyone else...
Living it,
Will be the experience! '
Oh yeah?
Oh yeah?
You think you know so much!
'Well...
I'm not the one trying to hussle up a buck,
To get a cup of coffee! '
So whatchu sayin, man?
You ain't got no money,
To give to me for a cup of coffee! ?
'I'm not saying that at all!
I just don't feel like playing along.'
God bless you, my brutha.
God bless you, my brutha!
'Oh yeah?
Whatever! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selling a Poets Mind
Devoted to writing the words of poetic inspiration
I offer my mind as soul payment
Some say it’s a madness of strange conception
I claim a quiet misunderstanding
To follow each emotion with such intent
Expressing and expanding beyond reason
That I may flower in bloom a thought
Far beyond its own conception
I whore out my heart to illustrations
To better depict that which I seek to serve
A flow of endless poetic verse
Seemingly I have become detached
From a world I may never have knew
And so in my indifference
Some say I carry a strange madness
Perhaps I do, perhaps I do
For I am devoted to writing the words
Of poetic and beautiful inspiration
If my mind is the fee of creation
Then to poetry I shall cash in
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Your Woman
Just tell me what you've got to say to me,
I've been waiting for so long to hear the truth,
It comes as no surprise at all you see,
So cut the crap and tell me that we're through.
Now I know your heart, I know your mind,
You don't even know you're being unkind,
So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways,
Just use me up and then you walk away,
Boy you can't play me that way.
Well I guess what you say is true,
I could never be the right kind of girl for you,
I could never be your woman.
When I saw my best friend yesterday,
She said she never liked you from the start,
Well me, I wish that I could claim the same,
But you always knew you held my heart.
And you're such a charming handsome man,
Now I think I finally understand,
Is it in your genes?, I don't know,
But I'll soon find out, that's for sure,
Why did you play me this way?.
Well I guess what you say is true,
I could never be the right kind of girl for you,
I could never be your woman.
Well I guess what they say is true,
I could never spend my life with a man like you,
I could never be your woman.
song performed by by White Town
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At present, I am mainly observing the physical motion of mountains, water, trees and flowers. One is everywhere reminded of similar movements in the human body, of similar impulses of joy and suffering in plants.
quote by Egon Schiele
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