With Old And Aging Beliefs
The only people today left in the dark,
And feeling stupid they have lived...
In a divided separateness, isolated and apart,
Are those with old and aging beliefs...
That they can say and do anything they please,
With the spending of billions of dollars...
To create their own truth and have it unquestioned.
As if many are not awakening,
To see deception for what it is.
And as foolish as these people are,
Who refuse to leave the side of the dark...
To remain with images,
Created to inflate what does not exist.
They still insist their fall into an oblivion,
Is a temporary one.
And they can use their influence to get out of it.
As if many are not awakening,
To see deception for what it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Best Gift One Can Receive
Awakening from values placed,
On the emptiness of symbols and images...
Can save a lot of waste of one's appreciation,
For others and their worth as human beings.
People wait until it is too late,
To live their lives from a basic point of view.
Believing the purpose of life is in acquiring things,
To pursue with a flaunting of pretentions.
Today people are teaching their children,
It is okay to take from others.
Then find what they have done,
Disappoints with the results that come.
Today people do not accept,
Their own consequences they face.
Only to place blame and find fault,
With those directions they chose to take.
Awakening from values placed,
On the emptiness of symbols and images...
Can save a lot of waste of one's appreciation,
For others and their worth as human beings.
Awakening before it is too late,
To self examine...
Is not a sign of weakness.
It is the best gift one can receive.
Afterall...ultimately,
Is it what one has that delivers to them happiness?
Or...
Is it the caring of someone shown that is freely given,
And genuinely felt and known...
That validates with an acknowledgement,
What they have been seeking that is regarded as progress.
'I've given you every 'thing' that money can buy.
And you act as if I don't exist.
It is as if...
I don't know who you are,
Anymore.'
~Oh?
And 'who' are you?
Who are 'we'?
WHAT are we?
Machines are being made...
To 'do' what we 'do'.
Other than self destruction...
What other purpose do we serve? ~
'I'll see you later.
When,
Hopefully...
You are in a better mood.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is Nothing Like An Awakening
People only see what they choose to see.
And at their convenience.
Even though what is seen has been there,
And observed by others for many years...
Who by now have become quite annoyed,
By those who have chosen to see with open eyes.
And all of a sudden have become advocates,
And champions...
Of 'unity'.
When at a time they did not want to know,
What was going on and could care less about it.
Since 'those' types of people created their own problems.
That's what they would say.
But today...
It has been made easier for everyone to 'see',
With minds being cleared of clouds that confuse.
And who has being doing what to whom,
Is not someone's 'vision' looking into a cystal ball.
And the value placed on denial and deceit,
Has increasingly faded the quality of life...
As well as those 'standards' upheld by those isolated,
In a narrow thought process.
There is nothing like an awakening to a truth that exists.
There is nothing like this when it happens.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Art is the most beautiful deception of all. And although people try to incorporate the everyday events of life in it, we must hope that it will remain a deception lest it become a utilitarian thing, sad as a factory.
quote by Claude Debussy
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When, in Actuality...
If one has spent,
A lifetime of feeding upon nonsense...
With an unquestioned defending of it,
Difficult will it be...
To free one from such a mindset,
Of restricted limitations...
That does not afford one,
Eye opening and boundless visions...
Expanding one's consciousness.
Especially,
When there has been an enforcement to label...
Those around one,
As weirdos, misfits and freaks.
The very ones they have been taught to despise,
With a disrespect that is complete.
When,
In actuality...
These are the people who are 'not' in desperate need,
To change their lives.
When,
In actuality...
People like this long ago ostracized,
May have been the ones criticized...
However,
Reality has always been a consciousness for them lived.
And not one attempted to hide.
And today,
Those now found crying with tear duct swollen eyes...
Have too late awakened to realize,
Every known aspect of their lives...
Has been totally based upon manipulation.
And a deception of beliefs...
That has thrived upon platforms of lies and denials.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dark Cloud
You exist only in your light that you created. And here the sound of your sadness cry aloud in your dark space, the shadows of witch you bare witness are people like images of the pain that exist on thee inside of you, and there you smile at thee image and call it a her, and when you get a clear view it's really images of your hurt.
poem by Clarence Williams
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Hypnotism At Its Best
Some will say,
There is no magic...
In the tragedy of things.
However...
I beg to differ with this assessment.
Yes!
It seems that the tragedy has occurred,
Under the noses of everyone.
And no one will admit to noticing anything.
If that is not magic,
I don't know what else is.
And to have everyone awakening,
To what has been there staring in their faces.
Declaring they did not see what has been observed?
While others they have shunned to ostracize,
Have been pointing these observations out for years?
This is hypnotism at its best as seen reflected.
And 'now' people are protesting,
What they had digested to accept.
To declare themselves unwilling victims?
Who amongst 'them' has implemented this brilliance?
And...
To get everyone's focus on pointless rascist issues?
Tragic has been this magic.
Brilliant in its deception.
And hypnotism at its best.
Now will those awakening take steps,
To mend to heal from their self inflicted wounds?
Or...
Will they continue to accuse each other for being human?
Once this has been noticed to be seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Increasingly Addicted
Cultural and self hate issues,
Will remain to stay...
For those unable to face them to correct.
With a choosing to view them not as foolish,
But choices made embedded forever to accept.
And people living where hate crimes exist,
Have been fed with beliefs what is done is moralistic.
With a hoping that a praying of truths away...
Will someday validate their animalistic ways.
Many are embarrassed by realities.
Believing themselves immuned...
From truth obvious and seen.
Too many have been taught truth demeans.
And many are rooted in concepts held,
That if a telling of a lie is kept long enough...
Their denials will rise to heights.
And facts that exist will vanish from their eyes.
Cultural and self hate issues,
Will remain to stay...
For those unable to face them to correct.
With a choosing to view them not as foolish...
But tools to use to abuse for amusement.
Labelling people evil who speak with truth,
To keep lives lived unchanged and deluded...
Only transfers those minds medicated on fantasies,
To become increasingly addicted...
Limited and mentally sick.
For all eventually wishing to awaken from this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mentally, Physically and Spiritually Sick
No.
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions to exist.
They choose to disrespect one another.
Then proclaim desires for unity.
Observing them in their places of worship...
You would think heaven was on Earth.
The way they perform, dance and sing.
In praises to their hypocrisies.
And into their communities,
These hypocrisies with them they bring.
No.
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions to exist.
Tell them their children create havoc in the schools.
They deny this.
They want better teachers.
Tell them that crime is in their minds.
And they initiate it.
They demand for more police,
To prove you wrong.
Tell them they have no identity,
And despise themselves for who they are.
And they would cuss each other out.
On their way to church.
Pray to God and then quote scriptures.
With a love for God they say they thirst.
Come out of these dens of evil...
To cuss each other out!
Spewing scriptures and devilment,
From both sides of their mouths.
Then call you 'brother' or 'sister'.
As if they are invisible.
And nothing you've seen had played out like this!
Denying what has been observable.
No.
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions to exist.
Anyone exposed to this,
To digested it for what it is...
Know what these folks don't know!
And it is not a multiple choice quiz.
These folks have no idea,
They have psychological problems.
In their heads.
Between their ears!
These folks aren't aware,
They are mentally, physically and spiritually sick!
And anything that has degraded them,
Wouldn't be in their lives...
If they did not choose this to exist!
But no!
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions...
To continue to breathe exactly as is!
As if addicted to self righteousness.
Or...
Strung out on a massive crack attack!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Romance With The Darkness
In the dark
feeling the cold breaking sweats
feeling the pain and the numbness
feeling the madness and the suffering
Mind that refuses to shutdown
Body ready to give in
from the intimacy with the dark last night
hiding and masking unknown intentions
swearing never again
when the smokes disappear
the romance lingers
Yes causing destruction from within
stashing the insecurity
waiting to lead a life on the edge
with or with out hopes and dreams?
yes its the easy way out....
yes it shall remain as a sweet one night stand
Convicted with vision
Masking in the name of dark side
in the name of expression
the need to be rebellious
the need to be isolated and connected
the need to feel the pain
but mostly the need to let go and forget
from any sense of belongings
What is it about the tortured soul and ruined
that appeals to actors, musician, writers
for many masterpiece to be based on
is there a substituted even....
for this black charm
Dont we all fall for the bad boys always
Where does it come from this feeling
this dark side which exist in all
This romance which takes many forms
demure in some but flames others
why does it feel right
when it is so wrong?
the worst first hand experience
still doesn't stop the need
is it in the blood?
is it part of this existence?
will it ever end?
This romance with the darkness
The light cant be denied
as brightness will creep in
as life unfold new meaning
when night ends
too much beauty rises
Its time to let go
to be left in the dark, consumed with this endless romance
poem by Miemi Jamal
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Truth And Deception
There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.
Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.
Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.
Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.
Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.
And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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STUPID PEOPLE...by Talile Ali
STUPID PEOPLE EVERYWHERE
STUPID PEOPLE WITHOUT A CARE
STUPID PEOPLE WANNA SHARE
STUPID PEOPLE IN MY HAIR
IM IN THE UNITED STATES OF STUPID PEOPLE
STUPID PEOPLE ALL THEY WROTE
STUPID PEOPLE WHO THEY QUOTE
STUPID PEOPLE GET AROUND
STUPID PEOPLE THAT I FOUND
I'M IN THE SQUALLER AND THE WIT OF STUPID PEOPLE
STUPID PEOPLE SO I SWEAR
STUPID PEOPLE I DON'T DARE
STUPID PEOPLE ALL AROUND
STUPID PEOPLE LOST AND FOUND
CAN I GET A BREAK FROM BEING AROUND YOU
STUPID PEOPLE
poem by Talile Ali
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For Those Who Choose to Be Connected That Way!
Trying to enforce one's point of view,
In someone else's home...
In their backyard and on their land,
Ultimately achieves unexpected defeat.
For those who believe it is easy to deceive.
Especially if old tactics have proven successful,
In the past!
Today...
Those of higher consciousness are spiritually connected.
In ways understood that deception and use of weapons,
Are as worthless as a car in need of gas to get it started.
Or whatever method today is used that one finds depleted.
It's very much like this in a basic scenerio...
~Arrogance and high expectations,
Is commendable for one attempting to achieve goals set
For oneself.
However...
Danger lurks,
If one perceives another to be so naive
Not to eventually tire of one's deception.
Especially when nothing genuine has been exchanged,
For a show of hospitality that is expressed.
And has been accepted by those understanding this,
For generations.
Someone can expect an eventual rude awakening.~
And that's just a part of human nature.
For those who choose to be connected that way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blanket Of Fear
I am awake under this blanket of fear
and i must say
none of the people i see belong here
now everyone's asleep
I am awake and I am dreaming
I believe it's time for a rude awakening
HOLD ON TO YOUR DREAMS
BECAUSE YOUR NIGHTMARES
MIGHT SEEM LIKE THEY'RE YOUR REALITY
I believe
the only thing we have to fear is fear itself
and the man behind the curtain
I heard him say
"Dreamers have become an endangered species,
and i am aware of the rude awakening"
I'm falling in my dream
I finally hit the ground
because i can't keep my mind
from going into dark places
song performed by by Papa Roach
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Sweating with Blistered Hands
I use to care with a doing.
And a sacrifice with a giving away of talents,
To prove my sincerity with beliefs a unity...
Was not a cause but an obligation.
After years of feeling this way,
And having those same voices today say...
'Things aren't the way they use to be.
When people cared about others,
And showed a caring of loyalty that was unquestioned.'
And listening to this with a realization,
How some people like to embellish their past.
Those same people who sat on their...
Fat lapses of action.
Are still hopelessly looking for direction,
From 'someone' who agrees to do things...
The way their ancestors did.
When being accountable meant...
Following behind someone,
Who joked and laughed with them all day.
To leave others assigned to work in the fields,
Sweating with blistered hands.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Believing Not
Looking at earth and all involved, there are mysteries to be solved,
From below the sea up to the sky, yet many have embraced the lie,
There is no God, all has evolved, and so their hearts have resolved,
To believe not Truth, but Satan’s Lie, and so they shall eternally die.
Into this world, filled with strife, God came to give all men New Life,
Through The One, Who created all, things on earth, large and small,
But, with man’s darkness, oh so rife, man has rejected Jesus Christ,
Who came to save us from the fall, but, they refused our Lord’s call.
Today many souls truly believe, many lies that Satan does conceive,
When through deception Satan blinds, unbelieving hearts and minds,
So God’s Truth they won’t believe, so God’s Spirit they don’t receive,
Spiritually destroying many minds, by his dark deception of all kinds.
Those who believe there is no God, share that belief with an evil nod,
With hope to persuade other souls, to embrace theories full of holes,
To reject all they know of God, only to one day see Christ’s Iron Rod,
Filling all of Satan’s darker roles, and help deceive unbelieving souls.
Today, men will continue to oppose, The Lord above, who has chose,
Believers in Christ, like you and me, to help those in this world to see,
The Light of Christ as darkness grows, in the hearts, that Satan chose,
Until all Believers step into Eternity, by The Hope we found at Calvary.
(Copyright ©09/2010)
Austerity
Spending billions to win,
A position to lead over opposition...
To mention an austerity,
Has come to affect a quality of life...
Is a nightmare created to frighten,
Those unenlightened...
Who refuse to awaken,
And witness the light!
And that light is as bright for all to see.
Even those deluded with their fantasies,
Can not believe it is just austerity...
That a few who can waste billions,
Want millions of people to perceive and believe.
There is a wish to control those who have been sold,
That all aspects of their lives will shine like gold...
If they forgive and forget those from them who stole.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People come to music to seek oblivion: is that not also a form of deception?
quote by Claude Debussy
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When Did Truth Become a Perception
When did truth become a perception,
And not an expectation.
When did it become questioned,
And deception an obligation.
People excuse themselves from misdeeds.
And then demand forgiveness,
To continue doing as they please.
While slandering and backstabbing,
Those who are honest and of integrity.
When did truth become a perception,
And not an expectation.
When did it become questioned,
And deception an obligation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The More This Truth Is Mentioned
If a people can not see,
Their own beliefs and activities...
Have been directly associated to their divisions,
With a making of decisions to consciously destruct.
As if in a competition to win a prize,
For the doing of it to prove themselves thoughtless.
And being with the times lived out of their touch.
What necessitates their calls for a unity to be believed?
To solicit more recruits in the doing of more conflicts?
Hasn't the effects been magnified enough?
When an awakening to self examine,
Is the ingredient that is missing.
But...
The more this truth is mention the more it offends.
And the more they feel offended,
The more they look for it to depend.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Of It. None Of It. Or All?
Your entitlement based beliefs,
Are only as real as its creation.
And you must agree,
Your entire belief system has been created!
What part of it would you like to designate,
As honest and real without deception?
Some of it. None of it. Or all?
And...
Do your best,
To leave out any recent movies you've seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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