Reason. The point where man begins to find that he exists.
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When a Consciousness Begins to Lift
When a consciousness begins to lift...
To leave behind foolishness that exists.
There seems to be an acceptance of it.
As if one realizes,
A birth has been committed.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
A release of limitations,
Easily takes a shift.
No longer is one concerned,
About winning conflicts with enemies burned.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It becomes easier to observe,
Those disturbed and their afflictions addicted.
Enjoyed and unrestricted.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It is best to rest.
And let it accept the truth,
That comes with it.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Expect a shock and some loneliness.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Those experiencing this,
Are left to feel estranged!
Alienated,
From that...
Which one had thought,
Was sane!
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Enjoy it as a gift.
Unveiling an abundance of understanding.
Connecting a peace that can be reached.
With a wish to share and treat.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
From those taught they should live,
With lives accepted in self defeat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old Eyes
a ghost in my vision
shadowed by the day
strange how strong my
thoughts this morning
to manifest later
and by what means of sway?
hold tight
to a tree in a storm
whose roots go well deep
battered, torn and bleeding
hold tight
even when on your knees
only God knows how long He will supply
at what point
will I walk no more
celebrated in the seasons of strength
now strengthen me to celebrate
when those seasons are gone
always mistake my purpose
good for nothing
when nothing's good for long
as a reason equals another
divisible until it comes down to
one
always my motivation
my first care and concern
the only reason my heart exists
the reason that I still learn
they learn best by example
my number one, my three
always have been my purpose
my reason for everything
poem by La La La Laurie
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When the Bush Begins to Speak
They know us not in England yet, their pens are overbold;
We're seen in fancy pictures that are fifty years too old.
They think we are a careless race - a childish race, and weak;
They'll know us yet in England, when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
'The leaders that will be', the men of southern destiny,
Are not all found in cities that are builded by the sea;
They learn to love Australia by many a western creek,
They'll know them yet in England, when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
All ready for the struggle, and waiting for the change,
The army of our future lies encamped beyond the range;
Australia, for her patriots, will not have far to seek;
They'll know her yet in England when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
We'll find the peace and comfort that our fathers could not find,
Or some shall strike the good old blow that leaves a mark behind.
We'll find the Truth and Liberty our fathers came to seek,
Or let them know in England when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Bird Flew By
Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
Your life flies away
As the night turns to day
If you start once to think
Your hair will soon turn grey
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
The list of fallen stars
And crumbled, broken hearts
Comes from a need
To play so many parts
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
The wind and the rain
Shook hands again
Untouched by the world
They managed to keep sane
They were able to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
song performed by by Nick Drake
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I Love....
i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Modernity exists in the form of a desire to wipe out whatever came earlier, in the hope of reaching at least a point that could be called a true present, a point of origin that marks a new departure.
quote by Paul de Man
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When the human mind exists in the light of reason and no more than reason, we may say with absolute certainty that Man and all that made him will be in that instant gone.
quote by Loren Eiseley
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The Quality Of Retaliation
When I have heard to learn,
I have mistreated someone for no apparent reason.
And they were innocently chosen to be victimized,
For nothing wrong at all that was done.
Be aware of this...
The quality of retaliation,
Is not randomly done by anyone.
A repayment is often specific.
However...
If I've been accused for a mis-doing of 'this' or of 'that',
To anyone who has to chat to another,
Unknown to others as to what has been implemented...
That person no longer for me exists.
Especially someone who practices cowardice.
What would be the point to have folks believe,
They can do what they please to then leave...
With accusations they have been treated mean.
What would be the point to continue feeding such an ego,
Without nipping that nonsens,
From a stench someone is accustomed to smell and see grow.
Awareness clears the sky from all clouded eyes.
And alerts the mind to any malfunctions needing to be corrected.
A mouth split to speak from both sides of it,
Can be made to keep closed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Point Of View
There is no right
There is no wrong
Tis all but a matter
Of point of view
No heavenly might
Nor demon strong
Whatever you'd rather
Believe…is truth to you
A lie to one is
Truth to another
What's seen, is what
One wants to view
For a razor edged line
Exists between love and hate
A paper thin partition between
Cold black, and cobalt blue
What's right, what's fair
What's here, what's there
What's love, what's lust
What's treachery, what's trust
What it tis in finality, that
Shapes for you reality
And is what makes
all things true to you
Sadly tis…
Not crimes of passion (or treason)
Nor kind acts of compassion (or reason)
But simply put and sadly true
It's one's own point of view
poem by David Whalen
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The Strength Within
The dark clouds are filling the skies.
The rain will soon settle in.
My sorrow then begins to rise.
Find strength within, find strength within.
All of the mountains are steeper ahead,
And I've struggled thust far I've been.
I calmly lower my head.
Find strength within, find strength within.
The world around me is dying.
Surrender is conquering a thousand men.
The life within me is crying.
Find strength within, find strength within.
I use to wonder when I'd walk my last mile,
Until I found Jesus, my friend.
Now there's a reason to smile!
I've found strength within, I've found strength within.
poem by Whitney Albright
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The Night Is Done
THE NIGHT IS DONE
The night is done-
The broken night of wakings
And sleepings again-
The morning has come
Life begins again
Mind and consciousness are here
Duty and prayer and light all together-
Sleep has no reason and dreams have no reason and night has no reason-
The morning is the answer-
Beginning again is the meaning-
All my life I have loved the morning
And left the night to the sleepers and dreamers and lovers of worlds never mine.
Oh how glad I am when the night goes and the morning light begins again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Where Do You Find Me?
if you search me
if you love me that enough
you will find me in the rain
without an umbrella
you do not find me rushing
i have no reason to
and take the safety of a shed
you will find me shivering
my hair wet and uncombed
you will find me cold
my lips are pale
my arms are shaking
you will find me helpless
and weak and almost dying
you have to find me
i have no reason to live
please....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Can We Find A Reason
Is there anyone out there
Willing to try ?
Or are we satisfied with just getting by ?
We've hurt mother nature
Can't you see her she's crying
We've robbed and we've raped her and taken her child
And oh oh oh can we find a reason ?
Just think about it
And oh oh oh can we find a reason
To live another season ?
We're fighting more battles
Everyday we're alive
We should be rejoicing
But instead we cry
This world's so polluted
You would think we were blind
We poison our children
Before they're defined
And oh oh oh can we find a reason ?
Just think about it
And oh oh oh can we find a reason
To live another season ? yeah
Excuse me for saying
'Cause I've never been shy
But if we don't stop this
We sho'nuff goin' die
Yes I hope we can make it
'Cause this river's run dry
Now our only battle
Will be to survive
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from 5
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if you search me if you love me that enough
you will find me in the rain
without an umbrella
you do not find me rushing
i have no reason to rush
and take the safety of a shed
you will find me shivering
my hair wet and uncombed
you will find me cold
my lips are pale
my arms are shaking
you will find me helpless
and weak and almost dying
you have to find me
i have no reason to live
please....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lazybone...
is there a place in earth where
happiness exists like a mountain
of chocolates and a sea of
brewed coffee?
(Translate as: a happy place
do you still like chocolates? or coffee toffee?)
if such place exists, perhaps i want to go
there and spend some time there
and then i will send you a letter and tell you
that you are not a liar.
(What is the idea really? what is the point?)
you want to know? Figure it out.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Reason
live a life that's sheltered
I'm constantly alone
reporting on my weakness
there's emptiness at home
I need to find a reason
to live this way
I'm running out of patience and my life is over
I'm standing here but I'm on my way
searching to find them answer
standing here but it's all the same
and I'm running out of patience
well I will obtain
my reason
for you
and I have gained
a reason
for you
but you left me
you left me here and I'm all alone
theres drifting by another scent
I take pity in myself
searching the event that kept me in this hell
I need to find a reason
to live this way
I'm running out of patience and my life is over
I'm standing here but I'm on my way
searching to find them answer
standing here but it's all the same
and I'm running out of patience
well I will obtain
my reason
for you
well I have gave
a reason
for you
but you left me
you left me here and I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all a
a(strech out a long time)
well I'm searching to find my reason
to find a reason
to find my reason why I need you
and I need you
and I want you
but I need to
get away from you
and I need you
and I want you
but I need to
get away from you
and I need you
and I want you
but I need to
get away from you
and I need you
and I want you
but I need to
get away from you
well I will take my reason for you
and I needed someone to love me
but you just left me
here and allowed me
you know I needed someone to love me
but I'm all alone
song performed by by Linkin Park
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Loser
(feat. The Stooges)
Allright
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
I'm looking at you
And you're too much to chew
For a reason
And the problems you got
Are the problems you got
For a reason
And what you are not
Is what you are not
For a reason
There's a decadent home
Where there should be control
I can't live anymore
There's a festering truth
Where there should be the truh
I can't live anymore
You wanna blame me
But you got misery
For a reason
And the way that you lose
Is the way that you chose
For a reason
And if this is a slam
I don't give a damn
For a reason
Cuz the point of this song
Is I'm moving along
For a reason
There's a bottomless pit
And you've got me in it
I can't live anymore
You're a tower of a cruel
And I feel a fool
I can't take it anymore
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
For a reason
You're a loser
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Thick At that! ...And Glossy!
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
If you talk about someone
In a negative light,
What makes that which is expressed,
Alright to dance on gossip licked lips?
Thick
At that...
And glossy!
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
We know of no one's true feelings,
But our own.
No conflicts inflicted will be felt,
With a depthness known,
No one knows...
Who's in bed with who,
And who is left alone.
But there is no stopping,
Having a fling or two
With someone new.
Who knows what to do,
With a stiffened bone!
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
How much has been changed
To arrange point of views,
By those who discreetly
Do what they do!
How much admitted,
Actually exists...?
Has driven misfits
To even more exposure.
And Rod Sterling has passed...
To worlds beyond Twilight Zones.
And he was very comfortable,
With discussing 'possibilities'!
If it is worthy to admit
Situations believed to be unfit...
One must sit and evaluate,
Being in someone's business not theirs...
How much actually exists?
And whoever committed an admission...
Please admit it!
So we can move 'that hell',
Away from here and us.
And perhaps that 'thick-and-glossy' act
Has been given to attract minds,
Off course!
And all the time.
Will be chased to another place.
And heads here can begin to erect first,
With perception.
Instead of inflated egos wishing to sweat.
How much admitted,
Actually exists?
Well that all depends
On how well the re-enactments
Are delivered in a heightened freshness!
And the staleness is forgiven,
Of prior performances claimed.
Thick at that,
And glossy had more rumors to spread.
That's how she kept her lips supple!
And prepared to use if she had to!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.
quote by Milan Kundera
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Killin Time
People polishing guns
Theyve got nothing better to do
Though they think theyre having fun
Theyre just living to die, if they but knew
Now, now
All day long they sit at home
Waiting for the milk to come
Watch them turn into stone
Thinking bout the things they might have done,
Now, now
You missed the point, you missed the point
You really missed the point
Everybodys got to know
Loves the reason were here
No matter which way you go
Loves gonna meet you there
Killing time, killing time
Killing time, killing time
You missed the point, you really missed the point
Made me cry, I wonder why, why
You missed the point, you missed the point
You really missed the point
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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