Long Behavioural Poems
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Psychoanalysis
Vanity and ecstasy overwhelm the minds of people
Who gloat with conceit and display
Pompous arrogance as they parade themselves
Before the public as chosen vessels for behavioural
Rewards, determined by themselves as acceptable
To indulge in the belittling of others!
This defines their existence as noble in cause.
When they, the elite, rendezvous with fate
And perceive themselves to be unique,
Superior beings segregated from those
Who are weak-minded and susceptible
To interpretations and suggestions;
Who have no reason to exist, nor possess
Finesse attributes, and cannot be distinguished
From the herd mentality by the intellectual process
Of their egotistic minds—or so they think!
This precarious attitude can be judgmental
And dissociating; it invites dismal consequences.
Out of touch with reality and full of themselves,
They gallivant through branches in the tree of knowledge
And haphazardly arrive at false conclusions.
Based on a biased perception of the world
That only they can understand as rational,
It gives credence to psychoanalysis.
Sound familiar? And so you hope
Others will be hoodwinked by your antics
Into believing you are nonchalant when,
In actuality, you are stressed out and nervous
To be discovered as introverted.
You will not acquiesce to truthful criticism.
It is a depraved mind that derives pleasure
From the dissection of another.
To speak a truthful opinion correctly dressed
attacked by false faces clearly visible hate
trying to shut down facts crying victim's
Judgemental liars falsely claiming right's
let's look into your heart and see who pulls the strings
Firstly you support human sacrifice
from there on in everything uttered is cornered
becoming a lost cause when it boils down to lecturing
shape shifting words that overturn
the righteousness of our cause and beliefs
Worthless views push agendas overshadowing the truth
then with branding irons enslaving good values
biting with venom hook line and sinker
taking a back seat as you begin war cursing honesty
This battlefield lawless in its behavioural patterns
accuses those caring virtues of being on the opposite side of the coin tossed here where wisdom holds ground
when clearly they are spinning out of control
condemning those of us trying to save them
This split in the tongue clearly is trapped morally corrupted
begging your forgiveness under blindness
take a long hard look in the mirror reflection bitterness
we are all sinners at the end of the day
a firm purpose of amendment brings you closer to the light
January 6 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 19-21
Key Verse– Genesis 19:19 Behold now, thy servant hath found grace in thy sight, and thou hast magnified thy mercy, which thou hast shewed unto me in saving my life; and I cannot escape to the mountain, lest some evil take me, and I die.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HIS GRACE
Praise be to God for allowing us to find grace in His sight by His:
Magnified mercy in saving our lives
Magnanimous maintenance for our faith-ventures
Mighty ministry in helping others
Marvelous miracles midst prayer and supplication fervency
Genesis 20:6 Praise be to the Lord for withholding us from sinning against Him as He:
Moves in the integrity of our hearts
Molds in the innocency of our hands
Manages in the intensity of our honesty
Makes us well in the infirmity of our health
Minds our future in the infinity of our heave-hope
Genesis 21:1 Praise be to the Almighty for visiting us toward our:
Beginning growth
Blooming radiance
Breathing wellness
Burden’s unloading
Blessed days
Best service-opportunities
Building strength
Behavioural virtue-refining
Becoming’s perfection
Boasting’s conquest
Biblical belief-steadfastness
Best reaching-out pursuits. Amen!
January 6, 2027
The story of the thirsty crow,
heard during school days as we grew...
How best in it its wisdom used,
to quench its thirst that summer day
An efficient use of available resource,
to realise a fruitful purpose..
A display of prowess in its fullest sheen,
a situational managerial skill !
Relating crow with intelligence is
not just a random chance factor
Research has already proven that-
This ave is witty and wiser!
Strong in memory,mimicry and
understanding humans as well..
How well this bird integrates in our life
with its adaptive behavioural skill!!!
Elegant black and beautiful
dissolved in it every shade...
Leads a gregarious life,
Shares its food, whenever it finds,
with its kith and kin...
Spreading a message of joy in sharing
and a cordial social life!!!
Chooses a single partner all its life,
Builds its nest, feeds the young,
Protects and nutures them with love ..
Family values and responsibility, I wonder
how it plans and executes so well!!!
Corvus brachyrhynchus-
this is its scientific name...
Genus corvus has in it species numbering forty
American crow, hooded crow, house crow....
List stretches in continuity!
Oh crow! You have your place in
every walk of life!
Research, religion, ritual,
Mythology, folklore, cultural...
Irish mythology sees in you- Morrigan,
God of death and birth
Hindu religion regards you as
their departed ancestor!
Tibetian buddhists associate you with Mahakala
Omens of you are believed to bring
signals from the uncanny world!
You are treated as a connecting link in
the cycle of birth and death!
Oh darling crow! Cheers to you!
This poem in thy name!
Why is it such a big deal to be an avaricious & pernicious alligator and just steal from every creator use all our data and turn even the meek & mild into a wild hater...
"How do we stop the lavatorial plop plop of AI slop
Cull the new crop an arch oligarch march to the top
No behavioural fop to an algorithm making you strop
Don’t be a sop to a pack who hijack a stack on the hop
Pander to your dander by knowing how you do shop
When you gander…. propaganda & slander they drop
This laboratory of hateful oratory is what we all cop
Cohorts sport.. escorts all sorts.. come on chop chop
All about the economy give woke folks a lobotomy op
Forgotten besotten rotten dot com bubble did pop
Impropriety no jobs swap entirety of society will flop
Social media greedier needier seedier stronger gallop
So how do we stay dry of sh*t from on high this AI slop
To stop bottom feeder sly lie then no longer be the mop"
Pavlov’s dogs are salivating
bells of nature ring as
every action yields consequences
stimuli evoke a response and
primeval instincts dance with evolution
‘I think therefore I am’ jingles in the mind
while valid emotions seek freedom
from primordial shackles and chainsaws
‘progress not perfection’ I hear you say
a cornerstone headway and presupposition
for a purposeful life of truthful meaning
it is only natural to doubt in disbelief
so many answers but what is the question
when the personal is political and
belligerent affairs are demeaning
the Self runs riot in justification
as ill judgements and warfare take over
canines drool dribble spit fire
yet monkeys share their spoils and bananas
humans however claim ultimate fitness
in their fight over natural resources
account for behavioural actions
in grandiose faith only in themselves
the planet is crying out for pity and mercy
and of course I am a mere cog in the wheel
spun out of control from kindness love compassion
a whole is more than the sum of
global destruction as the clock keeps ticking
to the desperate sound of destruction and evil
we are brutal self-centered savages
wild at heart and remonstrate
‘it is only the natural state of affairs’
lack objections remorse and reprieve
soothe our consciences with sweet babble of
paradise with apples and megalomania
in a snake pit in which fruit
fall too close to the stem
decompose into rancid cynical cider
ferment toxic venomous black outs
does or should life really flow on its own
slaves to collective insanity wreckage and carnage
we wield words swords mine fields of Ego
and the world and its nature
could be so beautiful without
such axes of evil bedlam instead of
respect for a Universe
so much bigger than greed
07th January 2025
Life is dynamic and constantly changing
Any thinking or verbal speculation about life
even with regard to the future
is always based on the past
One may have an immediate awareness
beyond thought or verbal speculation
of one's existence
but one cannot have direct contact
with one's immediate existence
through thought
Words are useful in the attempt
to communicate one's experience
to another person
but the use of words is merely an attempt
to point to experience
It can never give that immediate
direct knowledge, insight or realization
that comes from one's experience
Words are like a map
and experience is the territory
A map can only give knowledge
"about" the territory
It can never give knowledge
"of" the territory
This can only be obtained
through direct experience
When one considers growth and decay
as a continuous ongoing process
of which human existence is a mere iota
one realizes that there is an inexorable movement
which encompasses everything that "is"
including human existence
which is a relatively recent phenomenon
on the cosmic time scale
One realizes the ethnocentricity
or more specifically the "homocentricity"
of the claim that human conceptualizations
are capable of knowing things as they "are"
This applies whether the claim is that of
science, religion or
any other system of thought
When one examines the way
the different lifeforms are interrelated
one realizes the distortion created by thought
when one attempts to isolate
and elevate one lifeform
particularly the human lifeform
apart from the others
The body has an intelligence of its own
which manifests itself
when thought ceases its attempt
to know life
It is a direct realization
beyond thought
There is a fundamental unity
of everything that "is"
and Love is a manifestation
at the behavioural level
of this unity
The drug addiction
Is always an ethereal invitation
From pond to stream
From stream to river
From river to ocean
Grey and gloom none
A relaxing cool sun
Ushering in the evening
A hundred shades of moon in a mustard yellow June
The drug I realized one day takes possession of the brain
Taking absolute charge of the reward circuit
Launching banquet of dopamine
The chemical messenger sending false signals
For more and more euphoria
Until all your dahlias are black
Either this realization
Or the sure annihilation
If you are lucky in the former
Two supports may come to rescue
Medicine and behavioural therapy
The key
To reentry
From gloom
To your ballroom
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May 31, 2016 // 24 Lines // For That colorful drug – Poetry Contest.
Sponsor: Lewis Reynes
No one likes me - they put me on a register,
you must be sick they told me, yes you're right;
my mother made an amazing statement - like this:
'There was nothing more exciting than a twelve year old boy.'
Let's digress: all these things happen in the animal kingdom,
we are supposed to be of higher intelligence and morals,
animals have no knowledge of God or human morals,
they have their own codes, territorial and hierarchy.
That being said, humans are animals, behavioural;
we come to another idea - God should nudge us back on track,
he created us, has responsibility, not hide behind 'man-made,'
no wonder his fantastic creation, design, began to fade.
I'm locked away now, I know it's best if I don't get out,
perhaps you can tell me -what was God's plan really all about.