Baptism Of Impure Soul
Life is a preparatory bath
the longer you stay in
the more veteran wrinkles
you age gravity accumulate.
Yet the illuminating parable is
vigorous scrubbing is also required,
for the preparatory metaphorical cleansing;
of the apparently tainted, soiled, sinful, soul.
All personality garments worn thereafter
are those chosen carelessly, with impetuosity,
or meticulously prayerfully conscience chosen;
soul fed by all cumulative proceeding deeds.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Be convinced that, if man were able to reach the end without preparatory studies, such studies would not be preparatory but tiresome and utterly superfluous.
quote by Maimonides
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Autumn Post Mortem
Kindred spirits strolling through your amber autumn
leaves like the chameleonic colours of spectral spring and
time's shedding past lives preparatory to post mortem
Memories not so self conscious as to requisition mourning
lights always changing and another day's sure to bring
kindred spirits strolling through your amber autumn
The night then is bright with day's approaching light
sufferance of deep space sprouting telephonic ring
as time's shedding past lives preparatory to post mortem
And my uncertainty is once again clouded with certainty
clearing the haze of successive summer days and heralding
kindred spirits strolling through your amber autumn
For in time the peace of patients and their lonely hearts
broken impart curtains scarlet softly spoken diamond sing
as time's shedding past lives preparatory to post mortem
Poor Soul
Poor soul, why have you chosen this body,
decided to dwell in me? A human being
while you could have had anybody
and you could have inhabited a more divine thing?
Yet you those someone on this sinful planet called earth
a mere speck in the entire universe
and from my very birth
had to struggle in a world perverse
from what it had been designed to be
and what will you inhabit when
time and destiny brings a end to me
and where will you be then?
Or will you just vanish with the thing called life,
fading into the naught without strive?
[Reference: Sonnet 146 “Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth” by William Shakespeare.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Whatever it takes Lord
Whatever it takes Lord, for Your will is best
my spirit is in turmoil and I cannot rest.
The sin permeates deeply affecting my soul
and I am in need Your cleansing to make me whole.
Whatever it takes Lord, don't hold anything back
for I have slipped far away becoming so slack.
It is best that I face up to what I have done
I've grieved Your Holy Spirit and wounded Your Son.
Whatever it takes Lord, I deserve all I get.
my sin is before me and won't let me forget.
So I kneel before You and in penitence bow
in need of Your help to work it all through somehow.
Whatever it takes Lord, do not spare any pain
for this sinful life of mine has hurt You again.
I wish to confess these evil deeds I deplore
and to walk back in fellowship with You once more.
Whatever it takes Lord, I want to let them go
these sins that I have been chasing hinder me so.
I wish to put these sinful desires behind me
so that I can become the man You want me to be.
Whatever it takes Lord, I'll face up to the costs
for it will be worth it to remove all the dross.
To lift the great burden and free me up to show
the fruit of Your Spirit and like Jesus to grow.
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Whatever it cost Roy, I was willing to pay.
Wherever it took Roy, I went all the way.
Whatever it needed, I was willing to give.
Whatever it required Roy, I died that you might live.
Whatever it demanded Roy, My life I have given.
You need only to confess it Roy, to be forgiven.
C-ya!
Do you think for one moment,
I would stay to tolerate your mess?
Did you think my patience would last forever?
And I would let you test me without protest.
Did you think my understanding,
Was boundless for you to disrespect?
Do you really believe I was foolish enough,
To let you walk over me,
With an emphasis placed on every step?
You have chosen this way to relate.
I have chosen to exercise my own fate.
To listen and learn and know when to escape.
And you I have chosen to witness...
This exit from you that I make.
Now!
You have used up all my 'see-you-laters'...
For an exit I have chosen to do right now!
C-ya!
For you there are no 'laters' left!
They are gone.
Just as if you did not exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The preparatory education of candidates for knighthood was long and arduous.
quote by Thomas Bulfinch
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Holy War
If you will adore me
Bow before me and praise my name
If you place no god before me
Then all I have is yours to claim
And if God is in the heavens
Why did God let children die
If you don't ask these questions
There is no reasons why
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
All the visions shown before you
All the kingdoms and the thrones
All are yours if you bow before me and adore me
All this you can own
There are those that will go to Heaven
There are those that will never win
No one knows what will happen
There are those that turn to sin
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
(Solo)
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
The devil is in hell with the demons
This is the Holy War
They lead us to our temptation
Lead us, take our souls
There is no evil in salvation
There is evil in us all
Just as Satan tempted Jesus
And Jesus slips and falls
He is a station on The Cross now
He is dying to save us all
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way-
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Curriculum
Bright sunny skies,
Shine high.
With clouds minimized!
And I know why,
Your eyes...
Are clear,
And particular!
On a flight like a kite.
Excited by height.
And delighted your life,
Has a new insight.
And I,
Enjoy this ride you find...
Particular!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
Those bright sunny skies,
Shine high.
With clouds minimized!
And I know why,
Your eyes...
Are clear,
And particular!
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The bronze powder business, however, no longer required my personal attention, and was well managed by those I had chosen as the guardians of a secret, which was long and honourably kept.
quote by Henry Bessemer
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The Preparatory Commission held a total of four sessions, the last of which took place just under two years after its creation, from 31 January to 14 February 1967.
quote by Alfonso G. Robles
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The Holy War
If you will adore me
Bow before me and praise my name
If you place no God before me
Then all I have is yours to claim
And if God is in the heavens
Why did God let children die
If you dont ask these questions
There is no reasons why
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
All the visions shown before you
All the kingdoms and the thrones
All are yours if you bow before me and adore me
All this you can own
There are those that will go to heaven
There are those that will never win
No one knows what will happen
There are those that turn to sin
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
(solo)
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
The devil is in hell with the demons
This is the holy war
They lead us to our temptation
Lead us, take our souls
There is no evil in salvation
There is evil in us all
Just as satan tempted jesus
And jesus slips and falls
He is a station on the cross now
He is dying to save us all
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
We are chosen
We are one
We are frightened of no one
And no one will win this war
This is the way
This is the law
If God is in heaven, wont you save me now
Oh lord forgive them for what theyve done
Lost children of babylon
Oh allah oh no oh no (? )
This is the holy war
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Beyond The Charade
Your personality wants drama
your soul does not
Your personality believes illusion
your soul has wisdom not confusion.
For external power from which comes from fear
is something we consciously have to overcome
while we are here.
Fear is where jealousy, anger and greed
are made-
You have to become an authentic person
who sees beyond the charade.
Live your life from your soul
and don't get caught in the personality's game.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Avatar
With eyes wondering,
And looking much too far...
Stop them where they are,
Those eyes!
Why do you ignore the voice,
Of your Avatar?
Why have you chosen to stay denied?
Feeling my appearance near.
Knowing I am here...
Wanting to fulfill your sentimental wishes.
Incarnated from your soul,
I am.
With duplication of emotions you know.
And I hold them close.
With no restricting motive.
Nor do I boast of who you are and why.
Just to be here and to you devoted!
I am.
And glad I have been chosen,
To come to host you
With eyes wondering,
And looking much too far...
Stop them where they are!
Why do you ignore the voice,
Of your Avatar.
Incarnated from your soul,
I am.
With duplication of emotions you know.
And I hold them close.
With no restricting motive.
Just to be here and to you devoted!
I am.
And repetitive if you wish,
Or choose to redo to get satisfaction done...
In mind, body and soul.
For you...
No other Avatar will do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: So, Change Your Heart Right Now
You cannot have your sinful friends for long;
You cannot be both good and bad forev’r;
You cannot sing all life, a joyful song;
You cannot ignore God as your Master.
Your worldly wisdom cannot save your soul;
You cannot sin for long without God’s fear;
Just heed your conscience; change your earthly role,
And change your heart right now, my brother dear.
God’s patience may not last for next moment;
The Maker’s rod may come upon you soon;
Give up your sinful habits and repent;
Not far off is your night without a moon!
Remember man, your soul needs care today;
Atone; repent; amend your life this day.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-10-2008
poem by John Celes
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Ease Appeases With a Bit of Tease
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Find that place,
Where you can go...
Within.
To bring outside of yourself,
A comfort shown to shine without end.
You seem to be hiding inside too much.
And not enough of you,
Is believed or known.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
First impressions,
Aren't always the best to leave.
Especially when some expect magic...
Unnatural miracles and a tap dance,
Done comfortably.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Just be you.
You will be surprise by how enchanting,
The unseen you can be,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
When ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Just be you,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And...
Relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Superhero Of The Computer Rage
I'm the past
Future
I've been chosen
You think it's over
But I'm ready to go
I am what you fear
I've been chosen
The world as you know it just died
It's the end of all time
I am a surprise
Even to myself I'm a genius
Superhero of the computer rage
In plastic I'll bury
I am what you fear
I've been chosen
The world as you know it just died
It's the end of all time
everything you say is denied
I'll be the devil on this ride
Dark clouds in your heaven
Your end has only begun
You can scream but the re's no rescue
I promise I'll make sure you die in time
I am the maggot
in your infected life
No matter how hard you try
I'll leave without a scar
i am a legend
In your infotainment life
It's whan I say "It's over"
It's you who's been chosen
song performed by by In Flames
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Sonnet: Soul-wise Advice
Cut off the thought, O man, if bad for thee!
Thine soul is more important than body;
Cut off the branches, vicious trunk wholly;
How long can sin give joy just like toddy?
Cut of the sinful habits haunting thee;
They devastate thine life on earth and soul;
Cut off their roots and all of them fully;
They sprout to cause havoc just like the ‘mole’.
Avoid the environs that promote sin;
Indulge in holy thoughts and do good deeds;
Empty thy heart and soul’s sinful bin;
And raise good crops for sowing virtue’s seeds.
Renounce the devils or you land in Hell;
Trust in the Lord and all things will be well.
5-25-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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The love of our private friends is the only preparatory exercise for the love of all men.
quote by John Henry Cardinal Newman
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To teach a child an instrument without first giving him preparatory training and without developing singing, reading and dictating to the highest level along with the playing is to build upon sand.
quote by Zoltan Kodaly
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a sequel on charles bukowski's 'SO YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER?
he has his message clearly said: a writer is chosen
he does not have to move heaven and earth
to make a poem or write an essay
or finish a novel, for he is the
privileged soul
the chosen one
the prophet
the messiah
the secret prince
the hidden king
the divine incarnate
whatever
whoever
and words simply come to him like
a light from the sun
embracing him with so much inspiration
that he merely sits there by the throne of his porch
and simply listens to the dictated poem.
he says it is a burst inside your heart
an explosion inside your head
and you simply have to listen with your heart
and mind and soul
and there everything comes so easily
day by day and on and on and on
ad infinitum ad aeternum
there is no sweat
or hard work, there is no striving at all
to become the chosen one
for the inspiration
it comes even if uninvited
it perches on your chest like a bird and sings
it stays there until you die or it dies with you
there is no madness
or murderous intent or this lostness
they are not necessary
to be a writer one does not have to
stay for hours and write a piece and stare at the
screen of the computer and tire your eyes
with so much pressure
Is that so Charles? Did you not once believe
that Elvis Presley is nothing?
Did you not look for a job, or even try to find your lost self
for twenty years or so or even more?
There must be this irony.
And if that be so, I think i must believe you.
He does not bother at all, how can he be a poet?
Not you Charles, someone else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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