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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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The People Wanted To Feel Invited

A tone of voice was not accepted.
Because of the rawness of the message delivered.
And the context of it was ignored.
As has been done a countless number of times before.
Those listening to the messenger...
Preferred to receive information that poisoned,
With sweeteners...
Initialed and italicized.
And personally handed to them before consumption.
The people wanted to feel invited.
More involved in their own demise.
Although this was not cost effective...
The compliance to their wishes was applied.
As the messengers stood aside,
To observe those ignorant...
Delight in the process of their 'digestable' genocide!
 
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  12798.     

The Perpetuating Of Kept Foolish Delusions

Disrespecting to accept an expressed disbelief,
To leave it to go uninvestigated...
Has led to the perpetuating of kept foolish delusions,
That has allowed the presence of unavoidable madness...
An attention given as if a UFO has descended,
To 'awe' the sight of many today awakening to face,
A diminishing of what is believed to question its existence.

'WHERE did all of this confusion start?
And HOW did all of it go unnoticed for so long?
WHY are 'our' lives being bombarded by such conflict?
As if an enforcing mental combat endorses the struggle.'

~From your beliefs to disbelieve the reality of it.
And the refusing to admit its credibility.
Your mindset is being attacked by facts.~

'I can not fathom what is happening.~

~Well...
Observing the others also 'fathomless',
Perhaps joining them...
Will provide all of you an explanation that is acceptable.
In the mean time that is 'now',
If I were you...I would not 'assume' vistory will be found,
Around the next corner.~
 
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  12799.     

The Physicality Of Things

Living to identify and adjust,
To the physicality of things...
Loses one an opportunity to gain any wisdom,
From the spiritual side of life.

One into 'things' and the implied importance,
This emptiness brings...
Satisfies a perception,
That what one has equates one's worth.

Sad is the mind stuck on Earth like that.
Unconscious of all the traps that attract.
And imprisoned,
By a lack of time...
To adventure all that Mother Nature offers.

And,
It is an unfortunate observation to witness this...
But,
Those impressed by appearances and 'bling'...
Would have to be struck by lightening,
To appreciate the benefits the gift of life has to offer.

There are very few people,
Not limited in their minds...
Who can honestly say today,
They have no biases of any kind.

Very, very few can say that,
And keep an eye contact going on.
People are not yet that honest with themselves.
 
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  12800.     

The Pigmentation Of My Skin

If I never said a word,
About 'stuff' I thought about...
Would my not saying anything,
Be interpreted by someone else...
With a stopping of my thoughts about it?

I heard it said to me,
In varying degrees of sentiments expressed...
How strong and resilient I appeared.
And that I had the patience of 'Job'.
Able to endure and move on without dropping a tear.

I've heard it mentioned to me,
I rarely complained about my differences.
Or reacted negatively,
When this was brought to my attention.
And with an air of confidence I continued to stride.

And why should I say anything about 'stuff',
I wish to keep inside?
Everywhere I go the pigmentation of my skin,
Seems to speak for itself.
Or the ones who lack it I would hear tell others,
What they believe I feel, think and know....
About 'everything' without hearing a word from me.
 
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