Without a Higher Consciousness
It has been proclaimed...
That a direction taken,
Has brought upon diversion and shame.
And those who are upset by this,
Are sick that things have not remained the same.
But it is with change that unsettles with discomfort.
And discomfort will be experienced,
By those who wish...
Movements that are made to go backward,
Is a life that should exist...
Without a higher consciousness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sufferings
Transplanting is a disturbance-
From pasture to desert
Or desert to pasture, no doubt.
Parting is a discomfort-
From heaven to hell
Or hell to heaven, like that.
Discomfort is suffering
That you can not escape
As change is a recurrence.
17.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unfulfilled
Many have become saddened,
By the aspects of truth.
And the discomfort it has brought,
Into their seeking lives.
Everything but truth has been sought.
Bringing tears to dropp from many dried eyes.
Crying about their losses and wondering why?
With hollowed prayers demanding from God...
To deliver them from the onslaught of reality,
They choose to deny in its entirety.
Many have become saddened,
By the aspects of truth.
And the discomfort it has brought,
Into their seeking lives.
Unfulfilled and blindly selfish.
Self centered and disrespecting.
And still trying to make attempts to climb,
A greased ladder!
If that was possible to achieve.
But to what heights could they freely breathe?
When it is on the ground,
Where the trees provide that need.
Many have become saddened,
By the aspects of truth.
And the discomfort it has brought,
Into their seeking lives.
Some have been led to believe,
Their lives are exclusively lived.
With disregard for others.
As if their moments here on Earth,
Have annointed them more deserving!
But all that changes...
When The Creator decides,
To take away what He alone awards...
With gratitude to those He knows,
Appreciates His Love.
And bestowing upon them proof,
Of His existence.
And many can not come to do this.
To recognize their eyes,
Would not open...
If this was not the will of God!
Since they have prioritized their lives...
To be lived in indifference.
Excited by the presence of ignorance.
With a helpless attachment to conflict!
Sealed by a victory.
At the expense of remaining,
Unfulfilled!
And killing themselves,
For the thrill of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never To Prosper
Never do we prosper when there is pain,
How do the pains become a tragedy?
My conversations are longer than others
Over the dispute about certain issues.
May results be absolutely accurate
Of the experiments designed to construct.
This experiment is long with much discomfort
But the negotiations are needed with this discomfort.
Success resides in the heart that beats so healthily,
Not just when arguments are aroused and won.
poem by Naveed Akram
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foRgivEnEss..
it is hard to forgive those people
who let you feel anger, pain
and discomfort...
it is the feeling or thing that you
can feel when your anger, pain
and discomfort were gone if you
have overcome them already....
It is a voice in your inner part of
your heart and soul that will help you
overcome those anger, pain and
discomfort....
No matter hard it is to give,
there is still a part of you that can help
make you easy to give to those people...
poem by Hannah Baquiran
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Comfort vs Change
Who you become has a lot to do with the people you know, and the books that you read. Begin to cut the ties and enter into change if that is what you truly want. Change lives outside of our comfort zones! If you want change be ready to let go of your comforts. I believe the more discomfort you retain the less repetitive we are being in life. Repetition is death to those who want definitive change in life. Naturally life is drawn inwards on itself, towards what makes us feel more and more comfortable. The key to unlocking change is to escape from this feeling. 'Escape your comforts, and you will have no where else to go.. but entering into change.'
poem by Grant Gates
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Reach us back safe and in tact
Nice to know you will be back
It did not strike me
When you left
That there would be a vacuum around
I did not mark earlier
That you were filling up
Lot many things in our life
And I do not know
Whether such a gap and shallowness
Would be created
If I happen to leave
When you are nearby
Your worth goes unnoticed
And when you are not there
It did not take much time
For me to realize that
Everything around me
Was only you
And as you leave
Everything disappears
It was much longer
Than what time units say
And it was really tough and testing
For me to manage and
Live with your absence
How nice to know
You will soon be back
It has already started
Showing up that
You are there
With everything around
Brightening up and waiting for
Your magic touch which
Helps them glitter
Winds cooled down to greet you
On your arrival
Sun is less harsh
Clear night sky
Holds a bright moon
That spews additional chillness
To the already cool night
And the brightest Mars
Shining located very close to the moon
The problem with me, indeed, is
The discomfort of your absence
Has swelled and become less tolerable
As that discomfort
Will soon get eased
As wisdom says
A nearing comfort
Makes an existing discomfort
Highly intolerable
Everyone and everything here
Await your arrival
Reach us back
Safe and in tact
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Those Dissenting Make No Sense
Those dissenting make no sense.
They wish to keep things as they are.
In a backward movement...
That breeds a continuum,
Of a falsely fed decadence.
Anyone who speaks of change,
They wish to proclaim as insane.
And defame their names.
With a wish of blissful ignorance...
To remain for them without shame.
Those dissenting make no sense.
They choose to debate with conflicting arguments!
To keep themselves quite demented,
And quite dense.
And attack they will,
To fulfill their aims.
Ensuring no one becomes enlightened.
Ensuring no higher consciousness,
For them is gained!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One must never lose time in vainly regretting the past or in complaining against the changes which cause us discomfort, for change is the essence of life.
quote by Anatole France
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Participation Requires
Everyday we awaken,
To a freshness awaiting us...
That has been already made.
Each Sunrise and Sunset,
Comes created...
To be the best as it gets.
Only mindsets are falsely timed,
To move and become upset...
In regretted backward steps.
But nothing experienced,
Here on Earth...
Is created to deliver to anyone regret.
Only mindsets are falsely timed,
To move and become upset...
In regretted backward steps.
With wishes to replace the unknown yet to face.
Choosing to separate from nature,
And isolate an agenda to initiate one's fate.
Everyday we awaken,
To a freshness awaiting us...
That has been already made.
And participation requires,
An observance to digest this...
As we live and obey without delay.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are a party of innovation. We do not reject our traditions, but we are willing to adapt to changing circumstances, when change we must. We are willing to suffer the discomfort of change in order to achieve a better future.
quote by Barbara Jordan
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He who cannot suffer discomfort, will not be called for important things.
Fixed Work
Good works never die, they carry no weather,
For the hazards that bring discomfort are fixed,
And the deeds of nature are as fortunate as Beauty,
Dense clouds are above us saying the burden of water.
May we never be death, as the lives of offerings are sweet,
Fixtures are made, productions are run, and the creation did come,
Under the sea and over all the planets,
So that hazards are brought to the back of the throat.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Heat Gives No Relief
THE HEAT GIVES NO RELIEF
The heat gives no relief
All inside palls
The mind does not work
Discomfort rules the world
Is there no way out?
The icecap melts
Everywhere a cruel malaise
Sinks the human spirit-
The sky is a threat
And the sun is an enemy.
We have become our own darkness
And do not have the courage
To resist our fossil fuel hunger
What will become of us?
The only creature we know
Capable of true contemplation
And changing worlds?
We stumble in the chaos of our own malaise
We must wake up before we are dead
But who will lead us? Where and how and now?
In a world of
More heat more discomfort
An increasingly unlivable earth?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Two Zero Twelve
Two zero zero eight.
Truth was served upon the plates.
Some ate it...
And felt fine.
Some wanted to wait,
Until two zero zero nine.
Two zero zero nine.
Digesting truth,
Was now in those minds.
And comprehension,
Many came to find as divine.
Then came two zero ten.
Reality of values came to sink in.
Folks began to sing.
Rejoicing about life!
And what life brings.
Clearly life meant more to them...
Than the collecting of things!
Or proclamations,
Of evilness.
Or the religious teachings of sins!
Two zero eleven!
Could this be heaven?
Here on Earth?
Was going through the conflict of change...
Bringing to everyone,
This total peace that came?
Two zero twelve...
Brought an exchange,
With other worldly beings...
Some looking like elves.
Some appearing much differently...
Like those we perceived,
As looking 'normal'...
Like ourselves!
And all beings came,
From other parts of the Universe...
To rejoice in the acceptance,
Of true diversity!
Like nothing before experienced.
With all achieving a higher consciousness...
In a bliss received,
By all who witness this!
And feeling grateful to be blessed,
With this gift that comes bringing with it...
A peace released.
And minds finally finding rest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look At Me!
Look at me!
Go ahead.
Look at me.
I only exist...
To have your eyes on my lips,
Legs, butt and thighs.
Wherever you decide to probe.
And...
From my head to my toes,
You analyze regardless of my discomfort felt.
I only exist...
For you to criticize.
Look at me!
As if to read a book you skim through quickly.
To find if there is dirt to discover,
Smothered under the surface.
And not fresh dirt.
You like your dirt old and moldy.
Look at me!
Look at me to examine each hair I have.
And where that hair is,
On my path as I pass.
Look at me!
And if your findings should disappoint...
I am sure,
Something that is not there to see...
Will be!
If you have anything to do with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Delivered From Misfit Lips
No wish to contradict,
Conflicting hypocrites.
Or critics who depict and sit...
With statistics that predict,
Passing judgements placed...
Where they see fit,
Has long lasting benefits!
More are observing this as sick.
As the quality of life,
Slowly tilts and dips.
While spies hide undercover...
Getting tips from lieing gossips!
And they are swallowed in ignorance,
Caring less to be aware of any of this!
As all sinks to a nothingness,
Based on flourished nonsense...
That nourished dysfunctions,
Delivered from misfit lips!
And this 'reality' provides no exit,
For those left sheltered believing...
They sanely hold onto a consciousness!
And little do 'they' know,
They are pieces of every bit.
Every bit surrounding them...
They see for them unfit!
There is no where for them to go.
No where here to escape from it!
The shallowness they wish to be lifted...
Can not be chased,
Or beatened to submission!
Since this discomfort that visits them now,
Has been given much of their attention!
Ridding it when this first came,
Was never between them ever mentioned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Naked Truth
Faces passing by
Wishing they had not seen me
Affectedly nodding
And smiling-worried
Mumbling conventional offerings
Of salutation...
I squirm trying
To break the discomfort,
Why do they pretend
I even exist,
If I cause such embarrassment?
Guilty misunderstanding? ...
Only time can tell...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Never Change
Someone's always tellin' me I'm no good
well I don't care what you say
someone's always givin' me a hard time
well I live day to day
someone's always puting me in my place
like I don't know where I am
so I'll just sit here in the corner
without any
direction
Maybe it's it's all in my head
I think that it's something something you said
I understand that some things will
never change
never change
Someone's always kickin' me to the curb
well it's grindin' off my face
someone's always pushing me to the side
like I'm standing in the way
someone's always getting up in my face
like I don't know who I am
so once again i'm in the corner
without any
direction
Maybe it's it's all in my head
I think that it's something something you said
I understand that some things will
never change
Somebody's always out to get me
somebody's always tryin' to kill me
understand some things will
never change
Why did you have to go and change
couldn't you just have stayed the same
why did you have to go and say
Maybe it's it's all in my head
I think that it's something something you said
understand that some things will
never change
never change
Somebody's always out to get me
somebody's always tryin' to kill me
understand some things will never change
Why did you have to go and change
couldn't you just have stayed the same
why did you have to go and say
understand some things don't change
Why did you have to go and change
couldn't you just have stayed the same
why did you have to go and say
understand some things don't change
Never change
some things never change
some things never change
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd from Come Clean
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Marked for Change
Evolving in a re-evaluation.
A higher consciousness...
Of a superior invisible mind shifts!
Taking all with it.
And marked for change...
In a rearrangement!
You and I may get upset.
An accustomed control we can forget.
What was is no longer...
As the speed of it separates.
Gone are the comforts,
And false cycles we depend.
These times are diminishing.
To end to begin again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It has pleased and interested me to see how I could get along under difficult circumstances and with so much discomfort but as I say I was not sent out here to improve my temper or my health or to make me more content with my good things in the East.
quote by Richard H. Davis
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