Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.
quote by Edward Abbey
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Cruel Summer
Dans la chaleur de la nuit qui s'enroule tout autour de moi
Je marche seule sans savoir pourquoi tu n'es plus l
Ca tourne dans ma tte
Et tout s'arrte
Ta voix me parle tout bas
Je ne sais plus o j'en suis, je ne vois plus que toi
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
The city is crowed
My friends are away
And I'm on my own
It's too handle
So I've got to get up and go
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a crue , cruel summer, c'est fini
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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Comfortable Place On The Couch
Comfortable suburban home
Too afraid to go out on your own
Comfortable place on the couch
Natures a stranger keep it out
Haul away
So you got coastline for fence
It could be your first line of defence
Youll never be ready for this
Ignorance is bliss havent you heard
Haul away
Give me your sermon on the mount
Give me your final account
Your house is so blissfully calm
Ill bury you down at the farm
Haul away
They say the truth is what you see
I know the truth is what you feel
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Driven By Delusion
Driven by delusion?
Where did you get that conclusion?
We heard that and chose it to ignore.
Since we know how we arrived.
And persistence did it.
Most times with the pedal pushed to the floor.
With a confidence to approach,
And knock on many doors.
Driven by delusion?
Delusion might have taken the credit.
But we did not sit in stifled reminiscing!
With champagne sipping on caviar dreams!
Are you kidding?
Not one of us tried to find that time.
If you knew how precious to us time means?
Driven by delusion?
We do admit there had been some wishes.
But all of us are aware of this...
A good work ethic could not be dismissed.
And delusion came along for the ride.
Delusion had nothing to do with our drive!
Not a thing to do with this...
Not one bit!
And,
Let me say this...
'IF' you believe any of this was driven by delusion,
You obviously have been fantasized by 'bling'
And not by substance.
Since substance requires one to take control,
With an experience to be behind the wheel!
And none of us has acquired a taste for substitutes.
To waste and use as an excuse.
Choosing to lead.
And not be the ones who followed.
'And,
Just 'who' are the 'we' you refer to? '
Oh...
Apologies!
I always refer to myself in third person!
Especially if the task 'appears' to be more than I can handle!
With 'that' on my mind.
And so far...
I've underestimated myself too often.
But 'never' my abilities!
You have no idea,
How they seem to have a mind of their own!
'I'm learning not to take anything for granted!
Not a single thing.'
Why are you backing away from me like that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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poem by David Keig
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The Catastrophe of Delusion
The catastrophe of delusion,
Conquered into submission.
And defeated by undeniable truth...
Wounds the minds of many!
The audacity of reality,
Tearing down walls of pretense.
Leaves an exposure of falsities...
With nowhere to hide.
Or a fence to sit!
Those aware with focused eyes,
Take comforts away...
From the ones medicated.
The ones sedated,
Who board daily...
Their escapading 'trips' as scehduled.
Anything to keep their minds numbed...
With detached satisfaction.
The catastrophe of delusion,
Conquered into submission.
And defeated by undeniable truth...
Wounds the minds of many!
As a way of life,
Quickly slips from their hands!
As those misunderstandings,
Are no longer in need of clarification.
What comes to an end...
Ends!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Building Bridges
And where has innocence gone
Do we know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When does the strip begin
All the words we are fed
And the need to belong
cause we cant get connected
Baby try
Where has our innocence gone
We whisper and touch
Its like we should start again
When does the strip begin
Some are taken some are given
Building bridges for the living
Some are taken some are given
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Where has your innocence gone
Do you just know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When does the strip begin
Some are taken some are given
Building bridges for the living
Some are taken some are given back
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some days I am everything I hate
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some days I am everything I hate
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some days I am everything I hate
Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
Some are taken some are given
Building bridges for the living
Some are taken some are given
Theres nothing if the truth dont survive
And where has innocence gone
Do we know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When does the strip begin
song performed by by INXS
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Truth is always a delusion.
quote by Friedrich Durrenmatt
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The final delusion is the belief that one has lost all delusion.
quote by Maurice Chapelain
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Cruel destiny
Cruel destiny that cursed me
To the sky I’m wondering
How could it be?
Without love do I have to live?
One day the sun came into my door
His beauty face made me fall
But In the shadows I got lost
The truth that I ignored
Twice I think I loved someone
But no one ever love me that much
This cruel destiny had been so mean
Putting this curse on me
Spanish, Destino cruel
poem by Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez
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Obsession is just
Delusion that Reason's
unable to dispel;
perfectly acceptible-
'long as delusion
know's itself deceived.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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I Lived Most Of My Life In Delusion
I LIVED MOST OF MY LIFE IN DELUSION
I lived most of my life in delusion-
I dreamed I was writing great masterpieces-
Every life moment was hoarded
For the sacred work.
I am old now
The manuscripts are piled up
No one wants them;
I apparently was wrong about my life and work
I lived in delusion-
Now I have all the time in the world to do nothing in-
These lines too can go to the pile.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Of Gods Among Men
i cannot dictate
what he must want
that will be too personal
and cruel
when he says
that there are still gods among
men
it is sad to admit that
i am not
one of them
i was born a man
lives and shall die
as one.
meanwhile he takes
photographs
of those
that keep themselves
comfortable
in winter.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Getting rid of a delusion makes us wiser than getting hold of a truth.
quote by Ludwig Borne
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Seduced By Trivia
It is easier to take a taste that is sweetened.
Once seduced by trivia it becomes a wasted effort,
To reduce it to just a meaningless hype.
After it has blown to grow in significance,
To entice one's appetite.
Since a trivia introduced to praise delusion,
Feeds less on truth.
Until truth itself becomes viewed as ineffective.
And those most affected become conditioned to suspect,
Every aspect of truth with a wish to dissect it.
With a recruiting of those who have chosen to disrespect,
The presence of truth's existence...
To ensure none of it is left to have influence,
On anyone believing to be truthful is best.
It is easier to take a taste that is sweetened.
Until truth itself becomes viewed as ineffective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Remotely Distanced
Discussing reality brings many to a sadness.
So remotely distanced from truth...
A life without delusion pursued,
Is not a life lived.
And many today refused to do it.
Fed on elitest ideals and dreams,
With luxurized lifestyles...
In condos with high walnut wooden beams,
Is how many see their purpose.
Surrounded by materialistic 'things'.
And things without enlightenment,
Is a life lived incomplete and empty.
With a seeking of sympathy...
When things are taken away from them and gone.
As complaints from them placing blame on others...
Goes on and on and on and on!
Discussing reality brings many to a sadness.
So remotely distanced from truth...
A life without delusion pursued,
Is not a life lived.
And many today refused to do it,
Too.
Choosing their own sanity to maim.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Late To Try
I don't want to die
Even though I have to
I just want to live a long, long time
And I see the gang to which I belong
Time to sing out our happy song
Wouldn't it be a cruel joke
If it's too late to try? Why?
I don't wanna grow
Even if it's good growth
I just wanna stay just like this
And I see the comfortable place to rest
Time to get this $^@! off my chest
Wouldn't it be a cruel joke
If it's too late to try? Why
song performed by by Weezer
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My eyes whisper...
My eyes whisper lies,
hoodwinked passing.
Comfortable blue chair, bones share in & out.
Blowing faces flee the trees.
You never knew, how to wear their shoes.
Cruel day of raining steps on the melting window
Reflect my ghost,
like a filming pellicle ACTION...
Leaving station, by the host, home of some famous name
I toward east -Transylvanian seasons.
Like vampires, emigrate to mallards.
Lost direction carry by the cloud on the fast sky.
Little child, little child of mine, his face hides.
Between the comfortable laps,
The child cry tears of wet car fur.
On silver stones.
poem by Luca Menin
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If The Truth Is My Due
I would prefer praise to criticism any day
But for as long as people their truth to me do say
And with lies not defame me in any way
I will 'cop it sweet' with me 'twill be okay
Yet some people even whilst speaking the truth
By their words alone do seem lacking in ruth
Even the truth spoken crudely can leave a mental sting
The great power of words can be a hurtful thing
Yet the truth is the truth and can never defame
It is with your own actions that you sully your name
Due to jealousy or a sense of revenge some with their words are cruel
And with their words to character ruin light the fuel
I will accept the truth if the truth is my due
For as long as you say of me of me what's true.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Come Closer
Are you an illusion of my delusion?
I seem to feel you from another time!
I seem to have had you in my mind.
And here you appear as clear to me.
Leaving me to wonder if this could be...
What I sought I could not touch in my dreams!
Is this real?
Is this reality?
When you look at 'me'
Do I appear to you as you appear to me?
Are you an illusion of my delusion?
Come closer...
Make me believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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