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Peter Vizel
Born in Romania
65 years
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Peter's Poetry
Peter wrote many poems in his younger years... his most famous one was Can a Camel Fly.
Peter
A Man For All Seasons
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Can a Camel Fly?
Life rolls on forever
I go where I become eternal
I'm unpredictable
Yet understandable
I do, make, Fabricate
In a spiritual state
Where will it all end
Will I be forced to bend
Can I win before I die
Can a Camel Fly
Sometimes I try so hard
But I don't seem to be going too far
I make a wish
Then work hard and I accomplish
To find out it was not my wish
Please do not misinterpret this
Originally it was my wish
Is there truth in reality
Or is reality fantasy
Could it be destiny
Maybe I am afraid of me
But what causes the fear
Is it because I'm so near to me
No, it's my unpredictability
I know what I do
Of that I am quite sure
And at the time my thoughts are pure
Unlike an artist who creates an object
Chooses a subject
Proceeds to visualize
Therefore he can describe his deed as
A visualized subject he has transformed
Into an object therefore giving it form
Where do I find this form
Will all my dreams be torn
Once I can be born
As a rose yet without her thorns
Maybe I'll die and never realize
How much I really love LIFE
The things I do by day and night
I fight all that stand in my way
Without pity or shame
For eternity must end somewhere
And I aim to get there.
And They Say
He started to build a mountain with only his bare hands to dig with. He dug until the
blood showed on his hands then he rested. While he rested rain came and washed the
mountain to a plain once more. But he did not loose his courage so he started at it again
but this time it was easier, though he still had no tools, the tools of knowledge, the tools of
experience, the tools that takes a lifetime to carve, but he had one little bit of experience
from the previous hill he attempted to build. The ones who watched say that he is
courageous, some even say he is brave, they even say he is unique, they say he is good,
but they even say he is lonely. Some like him, some hate him, some pity him, some envy
him, some encourage him, some stop him, but no one loves him. They say he will
become a man, some say he will die unknown, some say he's known already, some say
he is already dead for one who is not loved or who does not love must be a dead man.
Many agree he is a lonely man and loneliness is man's greatest enemy. They say he will
fail in his mission, but they also say he will succeed, and who knows for he is still building
his mountain.
Master
Spoke
to
you
today
and
said
that
you
would
work
tomorrow
but
by
you
tomorrow
never
comes
only
today
exists
Alas!
The
shame
you
must
face
when
its
over
and
we
win
yet
you
loose
your
stubborn
race
please
do
not
loose
face
for
there
never
was
a
race
just
a
simple
unadulterated
chase
where
we
made
up
the
rules
so
that
no
one
should
loose
only
if
one
should
so
choose
I
am
so
glad
that
neither
of
us
is
sad
or
will
be
sad
aren't
you
glad
come
on
gimme
a
kiss
aiya
howaya
I
love
ya
Spring of Life
Birds are chirping, the
sun is shinning
Spring is here
Yet I don't feel
The warmth of the sun
Nor do I hear the birds' song
For Spring will not come to me
If I do not have you near.
Without you my love,
It is but only Fall
And I must go out and face the ice-cold winter's call.
You bring me the happiness of a song,
Like no bird could ever sing
It is for you that I long
To feel warmth that no one could give out
Not even the summer's sun.
You are stubborn as the ice and the snow,
But they melt and so will you, I know,
Neither hail nor cold can keep winter here
Nor you can keep away from me
I shall try as I have before
To bring to you happiness, laughter, contentment and much more
If the things that shall make you bright as the
Rays of the sun on a clear blue sky
Trust me for a while, let me guide, please do not fight,
Until we both see the light
Of Life's Spring Sunshine.
Today
Look to this day,
For it is life,
The very life of life.
In its brief course lies all,
The realities and verities of existence,
The bliss of growth,
The splendor of action,
The glory of power.
***
A sense of humor is what makes you laugh at something which would make you mad if it
happened to you.
***
Price Ceiling is when you hear the price you hit the ceiling.
The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.
***
When the second man appeared on earth, the rights of the first were cut in half. Now
divide yours by the total population, and that explains everything.
***
Middle age is that difficult period between youth and old-age, when you have to take care
of yourself.
***
Co-operation is not a sentiment - it is an economic necessity.
***
They keep saying that women are smarter than men, but did you ever see a man wearing
a shirt that buttoned down the back?
***
There is always something to be thankful for. If you can't pay your bills, be thankful that
you are not one of your creditors.
***
She didn't want to marry him for his money, but there just wasn't any other way to get it.
***
One fact is worth a volume of opinions.
Each person that tries to see beyond his own time,
Must face the questions to which there are no absolute answers.
***
Attempt the end and never stand to doubt,
Nothing is so hard but search will find out.
***
Have faith in your beliefs,
So that your beliefs may have faith in you.
***
Remember the numbers 6 & 9 the paradox of truth.
Why so pale and _________ going ________
If she of herself will not love,
The Devil take her you won't make her.
***
For all the sad words
of tongue or pen
The saddest are these
"It might have been."
Servant or Master?
I am your constant companion. I am your greatest helper - or your heaviest burden. I will
push you onward or drag you down to failure. I am completely at your command. Half
the tasks you do you might just as well turn over to me and I will be able to do them
quickly and correctly.
I am easily managed, you must merely be firm with me. Show me just exactly how you
want something done, and after a few lessons, I will do it automatically.
I am a servant of all great men - and, alas, of all failures as well. Those who are great, I
have made great. Those who are failures I have made failures.
I am not a machine, but I work with all the precision of a machine, plus the intelligence of
a man. You may run me for profit or run me for ruin. It makes no difference to me.
Take me, train me, be firm with me, and I will put the world at your feet. Be easy with me
and I will destroy you.
WHO AM I?
I am HABIT.
By Keeping All
One Keeps Everything
Love, with a touch
Gentle as breezes
And just as unpossessing.
Love
With a touch
Wild as raging wind
But just as unpossessing.
For the breeze and wind
Are but elements of air
Whose great silent depths
Are forever impregnable
"Love" is that connection which the happiness of another person is essential to your air.
Stranger in a Stranger
Man
A man becomes a man when he is prepared to face the world's responsibilities, when he
is ready to face the facts of life and the injuries and sorrows that they bring. A man is not
a man, unless he is one that says that today is the day for action. In his race for
achievement his strongest competitor is time, his keenest adversary is hesitation and his
bitterest enemy is waiting until tomorrow. The difference between a boy and a man is
great, for a boy has not reached the stage were he can judge a man's actions.
A man who has true strength of character never takes life for granted and is always willing
to learn.
A man says that Courage has Genius, Power and Magic in it. With courage, one can
achieve about anything he wants if he is ambitious. If an individual is able to face life's
hardships which he continually encounters then that person can and may be called a
MAN.
Today
Yesterday is gone forever. Tomorrow never comes. Today is in my own hands.
If I shirk Today's task, then I shall be adding to my wasted Yesterdays. If I postpone
Today's duty, I shall be increasing Tomorrow's burden.
If I accomplish what Today sets before me, I shall be doing my best to make up to
yesterday's failure and prepare for Tomorrow's success.
Therefore, I will endeavor so to use my time and opportunities that Today shall leave me a
little wiser and abler than it found me.
Success Today and Yesterday
Success today may differ in substance from the success of 50 years ago, but there is no
difference in time. Now, as before, knowledge, ability, industry, and determination are the
essentials of success.
The doors of achievement have never closed upon ability, on the contrary, they swing
easier for it.
Real ability, a capacity for doing things, never was so eagerly searched for as now, and
before commanded such rewards.
Oh, nameless one,
Your name, I can not say out loud,
Your wish I could not fulfil,
The desire for you was within me no doubt,
Yet I had to keep my spirits calm and still,
I've spent many memorable moments with you,
For which I shall be grateful forever,
I shall always be by your side no matter what you'll do,
And from now on you are not dumb but clever.
Please try to understand me too,
For not many know me better than you,
I've considered you to be less of a woman than she,
But you have now proven the exact opposite to me,
Oh, nameless one, I do love thee
With a love that is very new to me,
I have tasted your budding lips,
With an everlasting kiss.
I hope that you do not miss,
The reason for my writing this.
Oh, nameless one, I do love thee,
With a love that is very new to me.
Merry Christmas!!!
Christmas comes but once a year
To bring us happiness and good cheer
Cook, boil and bake the best for this
Merry holiday's sake
Light the candles, start the fire
Soon all children will retire
To wake up and find under the tree
The joys that you have brought me
Come sit with me by the fire
Watch the flames dance until they grow tired
This is the season for miracles
And I do pray one happens on this day
I wish with all my heart for you to be mine
Not in a semi indecisive way
But in a trustworthy, honest, loyal and loving way
I know that we would have peace and goodwill
Once we incorporate and become an unbreakable team
Do not fear nor shed a tear for love is here.
To guide us from Christmas past to present
And with our love we will carve our future to heaven
Trust me for our sake
Our bond must and will never break
Because what happened to us is very rare
Merry Christmas from all my heart
And Happy New Year now and every new year to come.
We the willing,
Led by the unknowing,
Are doing the impossible
For the ungrateful.
We have done so much
For so long, with so little,
We are now qualified
To do anything
With nothing!
Anonymous
A Prayer
To the sun above the clouds.
She that givest all things birth
Shine on everything on earth!
If that's too much to demand
Shine at least on this our land.
If ever that's too much for thee
Shine at any rate on me.
***
On Problems
Our ____________ plans
have fallen through
Our airiest castles
tumbled over
because of lines
we neatly drew
and later neatly
stumbled over.
***
Foretaste with Aftertaste
Irene's scanty evening dress
reveals her charms to an excess
which makes a fellow lust for less
***
Missing Link
Man's a kind
of missing link
fondly thinking
he can think.
Losing Face
The noble art of losing face
may one day save the human race
and turn into eternal merit
what weaker minds would call DISGRACE
***
T.T.T.
Put up in a place
Where it's easy to see
the cryptic admonishment
T.T.T.
When you feel how depressingly
slowly you climb
it's well to remember that
Things Take Time
***
Wise madness is better than foolish sanity.
Peter P. Vizel
Presents
Peter P. Vizel
I seek not to know all the answers but to understand the questions. I was asked whether
or not I get hurt because I trust so many, I've answered whether or not one is more hurt for
not trusting.
I fear only failure and I live but for success. I love, I like and most of all, I try not to hate or
dislike. I am more and also less of my fellow man. I grieve, but one must understand that
each person shows grief in his own way. I am alone yet I try not to be lonely. I radiate
calmness and energy, also I absorb it from others. One does not become one unless he
is at peace within himself. I am. I have now learned that love can not measure itself until
the hour of parting. I am in love with my image, of oneness, the fusing of souls, yet the
opposite and contradictory mind, which still is my image. I believe in life. I am alive. I
have awareness yet on occasions I am terribly down. Now I must ask and also
understand the question: Why? The answer I really do not know but the question I
understand. I ask many questions not to know more answers but to understand the
questions better. Why did I just write this?
The Bamboozelar must possess a rare combination of gifts. He must be mathematician,
historian, statesman, philosopher. . . . He must be purposeful and disinterested. . . . as
aloof and incorruptible as an artist; yet sometimes as near the earth as a politician.
So Feel
Well, well, here I am
not an ordinary man,
one who is that which
all others see him to be,
not a common man, I am.
So there I go once again
to accomplish that, which has no gain
but never-the-less the steps I take
to alter my life as well as those
around watching, looking, hoping
to see just which of the standards
of all the molds I match.
All around me, wait and see,
more of them have already committed me
to be among those that have no place
in this society that we see to be the normal man,
who are they, who say, we are right, you're not,
why must we be part of the mass,
don't we have a choice, to be, an individual,
one part of the whole pluralistic, stinking society.
I feel, therefore, I am. I think therefore I know that I feel
so I believe we must feel every breath, each one
not just accept that we do breath. So feel.
The Female Animal
Some of our most admired, worshiped and respected women are truly animals. In need
of love, attention and adoration they prey on all that are much more than they can
comprehend. Intellectually they lack all that is necessary for them to change form, from
the animal state to that they aspire for. The "Love" of their lives, a home, children and all
of the Shakespearean and Browning love and romance that they have been fed ever since
childhood. So, what becomes with this female animal is all dependent on one man. No,
not just an ordinary man nor any extra special man, but a man possessed by the reality of
the existence of the ___________ on female animals. In all relationships there is always a
give and take balance of power and as long as the animal is made to feel not only
comfortable, but way beyond its limited imagination than that female will do and perform
all that is ever asked of her. On the other hand we, who have this ability to understand
and mostly appreciated them for more than the moment or the initial day ____________
________________ are entrusted upon to guide them through their jungle of hedonistic
delights. At most fulfilment is achieved at the very worst one more level of learning has
been accomplished. Therefore in conclusion it is my most fervent understanding that
these few Female Animals are in desperate need of us who are even rarer to care, love,
guide but most of all care for their most innermost fears of loosing that animal instinct that
makes them who they really are. Female Animals.
Soul I
If there is such a thing as a Soul then surely
You have been my reason for living, for you have
Mine as a symbol of our oneness and our
Sign of achievement beyond all our expectations.
Please do not call me soulless without one,
For who is to judge the uniqueness of our own
Individualized Souls. For as long as recorded
History can look back on, THE SOUL is in one form or
Another continuously in context and always hotly debated.
Can we say or prove that we today know more than our
Forefathers knew? How can we substantiate what this
Proof is and its validity. Hypothetically everything is
Subjective until we can separate as with the yolk
It's total Objectivity. So now I must state a fact
Before I truly can ask, here's the facts: Plato described
Friendship as "Two bodies sharing one soul." therefore I
Must now ask: Which of the bodies carries the soul,
Do they share it, is that on an even level, for how long?
If Souls are what be believe they are then is
It not possible for one person to will his or her soul
To another, provided there is no resistance from recipient
Can we measure the receiver receiving, the giver with
A noticeable void, any electrical impulses or cosmic
Changes on this innocuous "IF". Is there such a thing as a Soul.
Of Course
II
The Thoughts of Chairless Me,
Suicide for Love's sake, is romantic, though very dumb.
Romancing for the night is cute, but what a waste.
Never underestimate the confusion of a woman.
Logic has many views, never a woman's.
Equality, liberation, respect; women talk of, men dream of.
Whores are doing business everywhere. Some charge a direct fee-for-service.
Business is fucking someone who is not aware or prepared.
Success is measured by ___________, dollars, profit and sin.
Sin is forgiven if it was profitable.
Earthquakes come and go - the in-between shakes me up.
Horror is effective to the recipient and those he tells.
Imagination the power of the Universe.
Men are leaders, that's what all the women wanted.
It takes ten people to make one super-person.
Is "morality" part of human nature or is it forced upon them?
Why are then some more moral than others?
How would we know what is moral?
Is virtue then it's own reward?
Is morality a learned behavior?
Is it part of human nature or is it part of Society? I began to write March 17 and ever since I am retracting. I feel good about it. I want to
understand more of my own feelings.
Most of these feelings that I am attempting to trace onto paper really become just
thoughts jotted down. It is still very hard for me to convey into my mind, hand and then to
the paper. - A FEELING.
Going backwards has its own rewards too . . . You can always "see" where you've been.
Am I pushing the pen or is it pulling my hand? How can a pen . . . .
***
Helping those that you care for is a way of self gratification. Therefore you could loose all
those that you love. How ironic, to think you did all that because you wanted to do good
for them.
Never underestimate true love, it conquers all hate.
Never misjudge hate, the death of well-meaning men.
Never look past today if you can not be here now.
Never try to love others without bathing in it yourself.
Never attempt to dwell within yourself without a guide.
Never go off the deep end before learning to wade in the shallow end.
Never write down all the nevers. It could take forever.
***
I was born a dreamer
Dreaming is what I like to do
Unfortunately I don't remember my dreams
I know that I have them,
What are they then; sweet or bitter?
Okay, they are the working continuation of my thoughts
I believe I think too much, aware or not,
Who remembers dreams when they try to remember?
I don't recall dreams I have when awake,
How can I expect to know whatever it is when I sleep?
Now that all this is figured out,
I can go back to real dreaming, dreaming, dream.
My father used to curse me with "You'll cry where no one will see you". I thought he was a
fool, then. I cry now and not only there is no one to see me cry but there is no one I can
tell. So, who is the fool?
I want, I need, I have to have, are ways of thinking.
I feel, I see, I hear, I like, I love, are ways of living.
I have a great fear . . . I might find out what I need and want.
I have a great need and want . . . I want to eliminate my great fear.
Arthur, you have it all and don't see it . . .
Gary, you have nothing and you see that you have it all . . .
I have and see nothing . . . I guess I'm lucky.
***
To know ourselves we must look into mirrors; held up by others
To know others we must hold mirrors for them and look.
I feel somehow alone. Now that I admitted it. It isn't so.
Wanting sex is like needing cigarettes. It's all in the head.
Drugs are fine. Booze is smooth. Au Naturale is best.
Giving up is positive. Our society shuns giving up.
I gave up drugs, cigarettes, food, booze, sugar, fat,
salt, cheese, milk, meat, almost pussy yet I am still the same.
Not good enough. Must not only give up but also take up. Take up new ways of
speaking, living, eating, enjoying and most of all, feeling.
Living as a human has no absolutes. Let's live differently.
Beware of friends, they can and will be your worst enemies.
There are exceptions to this rule.
Beware of enemies who try to be your best friends.
There are no exceptions to this rule.
Life seems to pick up pace whenever I become used to a certain rhythm, I guess I never
really adjust well enough otherwise I would not notice the difference.
Customs are cleared through lawyer and Chris. Goods are ready for delivery. Where?
No sales yet. Must start.
Who is the greatest man on earth today? Who can judge? Who can ask these absurd
questions? Who wants answers?
I feel empty when I write. Yet the well in me is overflowing, that is what compels me to
write. Odd, no?
***
Sterilite, lights, camera and maybe action! We'll know tomorrow.
China brushed it away again, can I help the trade?
Ginseng must begin to rise, can't allow the tide to die.
Thoughts are hard to grow,
Feelings are hard to show,
Longing is fear of unaccomplishment,
Loving is comfort to establishment,
Finding the balance between, love and money
Cost dollars to clear emotional love
Traveling the distant space, between
Here and the ever changing now.
The need is within me no doubt
To hold and feel near the sound
Of comfort, peace, happiness and good cheer
This woman I feel, so much real,
For a brief moment I wanted to run
But as I relaxed, coming into myself,
I saw this very real connection between us
And, oh, how I loved this connection
She might be my ego's illusion
And I might breath my id's subtefusion
But I aim to pursue for feeling this
is very, very good. Des, I do love you.
Vulnerability is a fools choice of weapons to attack with.
Yet used as a defensive shield it is magical.
Never think aggression. You will feel it when it is the proper time.
Feeling others are aggressive can be advantageous only if
You can defend yourself with love. Inside and out.
Thoughts are always external, feelings internal.
Hate is weakening. Love is strengthening. Leave when hate arrives physically or
mentally, go away. Rest, be calm.
Love is within all of us. Some of us do not know it, or show it.
Life is the eternal abyss, no more, no less, just abysmal. No?
Some people think my big mouth (_____________) is my strength. (It's my armor). Who
knows what we all collectively fear? Here? Why? Why only 60?
Life, is fine thread running through old worn out carpet, SKEPTICS.
Threads of fine gold strand caressing willowing leaves of hope, REALISTS.
Worn old carpet, with leafy design, held up to sun will have golden haze. OPTIMIST.
Brian and Liz called, came, slept and went. Wendy, oh just where we get off this merry-go-round of deceitful nonchalance. Looking forward to tranquility. Mark Rickerson called.
Will come Monday night. Will B & J marry? When? How nice.
"Of all the wonders in the universe
the greatest is man."
Aristotle
***
To know and not to act is
To know that you really don't know
***
The shortest distance between two people - a good laugh.
***
My need is . . . . . everything!! - that I want.
My want is . . . . . something, which I need.
What is need, if not imagination,
What is want, if not ego.
So try to want . . . . . to have . . . . . no needs!
***
Am always looking out to try to understand myself.
Maybe I should try to look inside and feel the
Understanding from within, without abstractions.
The more I try the harder the going gets.
The less I do the more I have to try.
The harder the going gets, the more we become resolved at our fate.
Of course this whole exercise is proof of
Let all be what they are.
Change is only good for me, me. ME.
***
The Three Tragedies of Life:
Not knowing what we want
Not getting what we want
Getting what we want
***
I Love you Pierre
Thank you for listening to me
Believe - peace at heart
Desdemona Great elements to being Human
Vaulting over 20 feet high.
Playing solo in Carnegie.
Sharing your first with your favorite.
Trusting in a new friendship, and being right.
Honesty and decency and other neglected virtues.
Trying, really trying to be yourself, but a little improved each day.
Collecting, accumulating, learning and growing self-worth.
Understanding just one perfect moment.
Starting, after a long delay, to do yourself good.
The first cry to the lost wisdom of one close to you.
Receiving recognition from your peers.
Realizing another contradiction within you.
Being needed by someone you care for.
Depending on someone without disappointment.
Desiring, searching, finding, confirming Love.
Loving completely, the fullness of friendship.
The awareness of the lie most of you live.
Recognizing and accepting, the gap between men and women.
Hurting so deep within that you feel good when it surfaces.
Saying or hearing "You're right, I'm wrong, I'm sorry".
The spirit and adventure of rediscovered youth at any age.
Inevitability you don't know how, or how could you have; yet, you did.
Knowing, feeling and seeing "Harmony in Life" even if for a moment.
Realizing that "The Human" living will never be obsolete.
Feeling a little virtuous and proud of oneself.
Goodness is an illusion or are there really good people about.
Seeking, Learning, Understanding and THEN Appreciating Yourself.
Reaching and touching someone from within.
Depend on yourself. Few disappointments. Each extension of dependency brings more
and more let-downs. Life has only goodness in it. We fill it up with shit.
***
Ste. Jean Babtiste, I don't know. Where is this holy-day? Quebec is, was and shall be a
small minded Bureaucracy. Ruled by the heartless, obeyed and cheered on by the
mindless. Millions will survive to tell their offsprings the demise.
Must we, mankind, always destroy even the slightest form of Shangri-la. But why? Who
are you or me as individuals in this large mass? Can you do something? Can I? How
about you and me. Please listen to me, now for a while.
Peace is only in the heart.
Freedom only in the mind.
***
Content is a man, who could be more content
Yet is content being just a little bit content.
We the Handicapped
This year, 1981 "the year of the handicapped",
We the people of earth celebrate ourselves.
Honestly and openly admitting; we're disabled
We do not attempt or try
To succeed or better our lives,
Find sense and realize
Just how LUCKY we all are
To be as we are; healthy and ALIVE,
Experiencing life in its fullness
Not stopping to cry, when we're down
Feeling past happiness should help us survive
Moments of present gloom to help overcome
For the future is right and "high".
Look around you and realize,
All about you are handicapped
Some are missing a leg, a hand, an eye
Or even two. Others have their minds _______
But you, and I, amongst them all,
Are the HEAVIEST of all the HANDICAPS.
We can not look at them
And we won't learn from them
Terry Fox has shown the way
How anything is overcome with a WILL
To accomplish feats as great as that
You and I must try . . . . . really hard
To live, learn, and enjoy all around us
Using the powers we possess, help by
Feeling those that are not as fortunate as us
See and feel the handicapped
Up till now WE all were trapped.
Peter
A Man For All Seasons
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Can a Camel Fly?
Life rolls on forever
I go where I become eternal
I'm unpredictable
Yet understandable
I do, make, Fabricate
In a spiritual state
Where will it all end
Will I be forced to bend
Can I win before I die
Can a Camel Fly
Sometimes I try so hard
But I don't seem to be going too far
I make a wish
Then work hard and I accomplish
To find out it was not my wish
Please do not misinterpret this
Originally it was my wish
Is there truth in reality
Or is reality fantasy
Could it be destiny
Maybe I am afraid of me
But what causes the fear
Is it because I'm so near to me
No, it's my unpredictability
I know what I do
Of that I am quite sure
And at the time my thoughts are pure
Unlike an artist who creates an object
Chooses a subject
Proceeds to visualize
Therefore he can describe his deed as
A visualized subject he has transformed
Into an object therefore giving it form
Where do I find this form
Will all my dreams be torn
Once I can be born
As a rose yet without her thorns
Maybe I'll die and never realize
How much I really love LIFE
The things I do by day and night
I fight all that stand in my way
Without pity or shame
For eternity must end somewhere
And I aim to get there.
And They Say
He started to build a mountain with only his bare hands to dig with. He dug until the
blood showed on his hands then he rested. While he rested rain came and washed the
mountain to a plain once more. But he did not loose his courage so he started at it again
but this time it was easier, though he still had no tools, the tools of knowledge, the tools of
experience, the tools that takes a lifetime to carve, but he had one little bit of experience
from the previous hill he attempted to build. The ones who watched say that he is
courageous, some even say he is brave, they even say he is unique, they say he is good,
but they even say he is lonely. Some like him, some hate him, some pity him, some envy
him, some encourage him, some stop him, but no one loves him. They say he will
become a man, some say he will die unknown, some say he's known already, some say
he is already dead for one who is not loved or who does not love must be a dead man.
Many agree he is a lonely man and loneliness is man's greatest enemy. They say he will
fail in his mission, but they also say he will succeed, and who knows for he is still building
his mountain.
Master
Spoke
to
you
today
and
said
that
you
would
work
tomorrow
but
by
you
tomorrow
never
comes
only
today
exists
Alas!
The
shame
you
must
face
when
its
over
and
we
win
yet
you
loose
your
stubborn
race
please
do
not
loose
face
for
there
never
was
a
race
just
a
simple
unadulterated
chase
where
we
made
up
the
rules
so
that
no
one
should
loose
only
if
one
should
so
choose
I
am
so
glad
that
neither
of
us
is
sad
or
will
be
sad
aren't
you
glad
come
on
gimme
a
kiss
aiya
howaya
I
love
ya
Spring of Life
Birds are chirping, the
sun is shinning
Spring is here
Yet I don't feel
The warmth of the sun
Nor do I hear the birds' song
For Spring will not come to me
If I do not have you near.
Without you my love,
It is but only Fall
And I must go out and face the ice-cold winter's call.
You bring me the happiness of a song,
Like no bird could ever sing
It is for you that I long
To feel warmth that no one could give out
Not even the summer's sun.
You are stubborn as the ice and the snow,
But they melt and so will you, I know,
Neither hail nor cold can keep winter here
Nor you can keep away from me
I shall try as I have before
To bring to you happiness, laughter, contentment and much more
If the things that shall make you bright as the
Rays of the sun on a clear blue sky
Trust me for a while, let me guide, please do not fight,
Until we both see the light
Of Life's Spring Sunshine.
Today
Look to this day,
For it is life,
The very life of life.
In its brief course lies all,
The realities and verities of existence,
The bliss of growth,
The splendor of action,
The glory of power.
***
A sense of humor is what makes you laugh at something which would make you mad if it
happened to you.
***
Price Ceiling is when you hear the price you hit the ceiling.
The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.
***
When the second man appeared on earth, the rights of the first were cut in half. Now
divide yours by the total population, and that explains everything.
***
Middle age is that difficult period between youth and old-age, when you have to take care
of yourself.
***
Co-operation is not a sentiment - it is an economic necessity.
***
They keep saying that women are smarter than men, but did you ever see a man wearing
a shirt that buttoned down the back?
***
There is always something to be thankful for. If you can't pay your bills, be thankful that
you are not one of your creditors.
***
She didn't want to marry him for his money, but there just wasn't any other way to get it.
***
One fact is worth a volume of opinions.
Each person that tries to see beyond his own time,
Must face the questions to which there are no absolute answers.
***
Attempt the end and never stand to doubt,
Nothing is so hard but search will find out.
***
Have faith in your beliefs,
So that your beliefs may have faith in you.
***
Remember the numbers 6 & 9 the paradox of truth.
Why so pale and _________ going ________
If she of herself will not love,
The Devil take her you won't make her.
***
For all the sad words
of tongue or pen
The saddest are these
"It might have been."
Servant or Master?
I am your constant companion. I am your greatest helper - or your heaviest burden. I will
push you onward or drag you down to failure. I am completely at your command. Half
the tasks you do you might just as well turn over to me and I will be able to do them
quickly and correctly.
I am easily managed, you must merely be firm with me. Show me just exactly how you
want something done, and after a few lessons, I will do it automatically.
I am a servant of all great men - and, alas, of all failures as well. Those who are great, I
have made great. Those who are failures I have made failures.
I am not a machine, but I work with all the precision of a machine, plus the intelligence of
a man. You may run me for profit or run me for ruin. It makes no difference to me.
Take me, train me, be firm with me, and I will put the world at your feet. Be easy with me
and I will destroy you.
WHO AM I?
I am HABIT.
By Keeping All
One Keeps Everything
Love, with a touch
Gentle as breezes
And just as unpossessing.
Love
With a touch
Wild as raging wind
But just as unpossessing.
For the breeze and wind
Are but elements of air
Whose great silent depths
Are forever impregnable
"Love" is that connection which the happiness of another person is essential to your air.
Stranger in a Stranger
Man
A man becomes a man when he is prepared to face the world's responsibilities, when he
is ready to face the facts of life and the injuries and sorrows that they bring. A man is not
a man, unless he is one that says that today is the day for action. In his race for
achievement his strongest competitor is time, his keenest adversary is hesitation and his
bitterest enemy is waiting until tomorrow. The difference between a boy and a man is
great, for a boy has not reached the stage were he can judge a man's actions.
A man who has true strength of character never takes life for granted and is always willing
to learn.
A man says that Courage has Genius, Power and Magic in it. With courage, one can
achieve about anything he wants if he is ambitious. If an individual is able to face life's
hardships which he continually encounters then that person can and may be called a
MAN.
Today
Yesterday is gone forever. Tomorrow never comes. Today is in my own hands.
If I shirk Today's task, then I shall be adding to my wasted Yesterdays. If I postpone
Today's duty, I shall be increasing Tomorrow's burden.
If I accomplish what Today sets before me, I shall be doing my best to make up to
yesterday's failure and prepare for Tomorrow's success.
Therefore, I will endeavor so to use my time and opportunities that Today shall leave me a
little wiser and abler than it found me.
Success Today and Yesterday
Success today may differ in substance from the success of 50 years ago, but there is no
difference in time. Now, as before, knowledge, ability, industry, and determination are the
essentials of success.
The doors of achievement have never closed upon ability, on the contrary, they swing
easier for it.
Real ability, a capacity for doing things, never was so eagerly searched for as now, and
before commanded such rewards.
Oh, nameless one,
Your name, I can not say out loud,
Your wish I could not fulfil,
The desire for you was within me no doubt,
Yet I had to keep my spirits calm and still,
I've spent many memorable moments with you,
For which I shall be grateful forever,
I shall always be by your side no matter what you'll do,
And from now on you are not dumb but clever.
Please try to understand me too,
For not many know me better than you,
I've considered you to be less of a woman than she,
But you have now proven the exact opposite to me,
Oh, nameless one, I do love thee
With a love that is very new to me,
I have tasted your budding lips,
With an everlasting kiss.
I hope that you do not miss,
The reason for my writing this.
Oh, nameless one, I do love thee,
With a love that is very new to me.
Merry Christmas!!!
Christmas comes but once a year
To bring us happiness and good cheer
Cook, boil and bake the best for this
Merry holiday's sake
Light the candles, start the fire
Soon all children will retire
To wake up and find under the tree
The joys that you have brought me
Come sit with me by the fire
Watch the flames dance until they grow tired
This is the season for miracles
And I do pray one happens on this day
I wish with all my heart for you to be mine
Not in a semi indecisive way
But in a trustworthy, honest, loyal and loving way
I know that we would have peace and goodwill
Once we incorporate and become an unbreakable team
Do not fear nor shed a tear for love is here.
To guide us from Christmas past to present
And with our love we will carve our future to heaven
Trust me for our sake
Our bond must and will never break
Because what happened to us is very rare
Merry Christmas from all my heart
And Happy New Year now and every new year to come.
We the willing,
Led by the unknowing,
Are doing the impossible
For the ungrateful.
We have done so much
For so long, with so little,
We are now qualified
To do anything
With nothing!
Anonymous
A Prayer
To the sun above the clouds.
She that givest all things birth
Shine on everything on earth!
If that's too much to demand
Shine at least on this our land.
If ever that's too much for thee
Shine at any rate on me.
***
On Problems
Our ____________ plans
have fallen through
Our airiest castles
tumbled over
because of lines
we neatly drew
and later neatly
stumbled over.
***
Foretaste with Aftertaste
Irene's scanty evening dress
reveals her charms to an excess
which makes a fellow lust for less
***
Missing Link
Man's a kind
of missing link
fondly thinking
he can think.
Losing Face
The noble art of losing face
may one day save the human race
and turn into eternal merit
what weaker minds would call DISGRACE
***
T.T.T.
Put up in a place
Where it's easy to see
the cryptic admonishment
T.T.T.
When you feel how depressingly
slowly you climb
it's well to remember that
Things Take Time
***
Wise madness is better than foolish sanity.
Peter P. Vizel
Presents
Peter P. Vizel
I seek not to know all the answers but to understand the questions. I was asked whether
or not I get hurt because I trust so many, I've answered whether or not one is more hurt for
not trusting.
I fear only failure and I live but for success. I love, I like and most of all, I try not to hate or
dislike. I am more and also less of my fellow man. I grieve, but one must understand that
each person shows grief in his own way. I am alone yet I try not to be lonely. I radiate
calmness and energy, also I absorb it from others. One does not become one unless he
is at peace within himself. I am. I have now learned that love can not measure itself until
the hour of parting. I am in love with my image, of oneness, the fusing of souls, yet the
opposite and contradictory mind, which still is my image. I believe in life. I am alive. I
have awareness yet on occasions I am terribly down. Now I must ask and also
understand the question: Why? The answer I really do not know but the question I
understand. I ask many questions not to know more answers but to understand the
questions better. Why did I just write this?
The Bamboozelar must possess a rare combination of gifts. He must be mathematician,
historian, statesman, philosopher. . . . He must be purposeful and disinterested. . . . as
aloof and incorruptible as an artist; yet sometimes as near the earth as a politician.
So Feel
Well, well, here I am
not an ordinary man,
one who is that which
all others see him to be,
not a common man, I am.
So there I go once again
to accomplish that, which has no gain
but never-the-less the steps I take
to alter my life as well as those
around watching, looking, hoping
to see just which of the standards
of all the molds I match.
All around me, wait and see,
more of them have already committed me
to be among those that have no place
in this society that we see to be the normal man,
who are they, who say, we are right, you're not,
why must we be part of the mass,
don't we have a choice, to be, an individual,
one part of the whole pluralistic, stinking society.
I feel, therefore, I am. I think therefore I know that I feel
so I believe we must feel every breath, each one
not just accept that we do breath. So feel.
The Female Animal
Some of our most admired, worshiped and respected women are truly animals. In need
of love, attention and adoration they prey on all that are much more than they can
comprehend. Intellectually they lack all that is necessary for them to change form, from
the animal state to that they aspire for. The "Love" of their lives, a home, children and all
of the Shakespearean and Browning love and romance that they have been fed ever since
childhood. So, what becomes with this female animal is all dependent on one man. No,
not just an ordinary man nor any extra special man, but a man possessed by the reality of
the existence of the ___________ on female animals. In all relationships there is always a
give and take balance of power and as long as the animal is made to feel not only
comfortable, but way beyond its limited imagination than that female will do and perform
all that is ever asked of her. On the other hand we, who have this ability to understand
and mostly appreciated them for more than the moment or the initial day ____________
________________ are entrusted upon to guide them through their jungle of hedonistic
delights. At most fulfilment is achieved at the very worst one more level of learning has
been accomplished. Therefore in conclusion it is my most fervent understanding that
these few Female Animals are in desperate need of us who are even rarer to care, love,
guide but most of all care for their most innermost fears of loosing that animal instinct that
makes them who they really are. Female Animals.
Soul I
If there is such a thing as a Soul then surely
You have been my reason for living, for you have
Mine as a symbol of our oneness and our
Sign of achievement beyond all our expectations.
Please do not call me soulless without one,
For who is to judge the uniqueness of our own
Individualized Souls. For as long as recorded
History can look back on, THE SOUL is in one form or
Another continuously in context and always hotly debated.
Can we say or prove that we today know more than our
Forefathers knew? How can we substantiate what this
Proof is and its validity. Hypothetically everything is
Subjective until we can separate as with the yolk
It's total Objectivity. So now I must state a fact
Before I truly can ask, here's the facts: Plato described
Friendship as "Two bodies sharing one soul." therefore I
Must now ask: Which of the bodies carries the soul,
Do they share it, is that on an even level, for how long?
If Souls are what be believe they are then is
It not possible for one person to will his or her soul
To another, provided there is no resistance from recipient
Can we measure the receiver receiving, the giver with
A noticeable void, any electrical impulses or cosmic
Changes on this innocuous "IF". Is there such a thing as a Soul.
Of Course
II
The Thoughts of Chairless Me,
Suicide for Love's sake, is romantic, though very dumb.
Romancing for the night is cute, but what a waste.
Never underestimate the confusion of a woman.
Logic has many views, never a woman's.
Equality, liberation, respect; women talk of, men dream of.
Whores are doing business everywhere. Some charge a direct fee-for-service.
Business is fucking someone who is not aware or prepared.
Success is measured by ___________, dollars, profit and sin.
Sin is forgiven if it was profitable.
Earthquakes come and go - the in-between shakes me up.
Horror is effective to the recipient and those he tells.
Imagination the power of the Universe.
Men are leaders, that's what all the women wanted.
It takes ten people to make one super-person.
Is "morality" part of human nature or is it forced upon them?
Why are then some more moral than others?
How would we know what is moral?
Is virtue then it's own reward?
Is morality a learned behavior?
Is it part of human nature or is it part of Society? I began to write March 17 and ever since I am retracting. I feel good about it. I want to
understand more of my own feelings.
Most of these feelings that I am attempting to trace onto paper really become just
thoughts jotted down. It is still very hard for me to convey into my mind, hand and then to
the paper. - A FEELING.
Going backwards has its own rewards too . . . You can always "see" where you've been.
Am I pushing the pen or is it pulling my hand? How can a pen . . . .
***
Helping those that you care for is a way of self gratification. Therefore you could loose all
those that you love. How ironic, to think you did all that because you wanted to do good
for them.
Never underestimate true love, it conquers all hate.
Never misjudge hate, the death of well-meaning men.
Never look past today if you can not be here now.
Never try to love others without bathing in it yourself.
Never attempt to dwell within yourself without a guide.
Never go off the deep end before learning to wade in the shallow end.
Never write down all the nevers. It could take forever.
***
I was born a dreamer
Dreaming is what I like to do
Unfortunately I don't remember my dreams
I know that I have them,
What are they then; sweet or bitter?
Okay, they are the working continuation of my thoughts
I believe I think too much, aware or not,
Who remembers dreams when they try to remember?
I don't recall dreams I have when awake,
How can I expect to know whatever it is when I sleep?
Now that all this is figured out,
I can go back to real dreaming, dreaming, dream.
My father used to curse me with "You'll cry where no one will see you". I thought he was a
fool, then. I cry now and not only there is no one to see me cry but there is no one I can
tell. So, who is the fool?
I want, I need, I have to have, are ways of thinking.
I feel, I see, I hear, I like, I love, are ways of living.
I have a great fear . . . I might find out what I need and want.
I have a great need and want . . . I want to eliminate my great fear.
Arthur, you have it all and don't see it . . .
Gary, you have nothing and you see that you have it all . . .
I have and see nothing . . . I guess I'm lucky.
***
To know ourselves we must look into mirrors; held up by others
To know others we must hold mirrors for them and look.
I feel somehow alone. Now that I admitted it. It isn't so.
Wanting sex is like needing cigarettes. It's all in the head.
Drugs are fine. Booze is smooth. Au Naturale is best.
Giving up is positive. Our society shuns giving up.
I gave up drugs, cigarettes, food, booze, sugar, fat,
salt, cheese, milk, meat, almost pussy yet I am still the same.
Not good enough. Must not only give up but also take up. Take up new ways of
speaking, living, eating, enjoying and most of all, feeling.
Living as a human has no absolutes. Let's live differently.
Beware of friends, they can and will be your worst enemies.
There are exceptions to this rule.
Beware of enemies who try to be your best friends.
There are no exceptions to this rule.
Life seems to pick up pace whenever I become used to a certain rhythm, I guess I never
really adjust well enough otherwise I would not notice the difference.
Customs are cleared through lawyer and Chris. Goods are ready for delivery. Where?
No sales yet. Must start.
Who is the greatest man on earth today? Who can judge? Who can ask these absurd
questions? Who wants answers?
I feel empty when I write. Yet the well in me is overflowing, that is what compels me to
write. Odd, no?
***
Sterilite, lights, camera and maybe action! We'll know tomorrow.
China brushed it away again, can I help the trade?
Ginseng must begin to rise, can't allow the tide to die.
Thoughts are hard to grow,
Feelings are hard to show,
Longing is fear of unaccomplishment,
Loving is comfort to establishment,
Finding the balance between, love and money
Cost dollars to clear emotional love
Traveling the distant space, between
Here and the ever changing now.
The need is within me no doubt
To hold and feel near the sound
Of comfort, peace, happiness and good cheer
This woman I feel, so much real,
For a brief moment I wanted to run
But as I relaxed, coming into myself,
I saw this very real connection between us
And, oh, how I loved this connection
She might be my ego's illusion
And I might breath my id's subtefusion
But I aim to pursue for feeling this
is very, very good. Des, I do love you.
Vulnerability is a fools choice of weapons to attack with.
Yet used as a defensive shield it is magical.
Never think aggression. You will feel it when it is the proper time.
Feeling others are aggressive can be advantageous only if
You can defend yourself with love. Inside and out.
Thoughts are always external, feelings internal.
Hate is weakening. Love is strengthening. Leave when hate arrives physically or
mentally, go away. Rest, be calm.
Love is within all of us. Some of us do not know it, or show it.
Life is the eternal abyss, no more, no less, just abysmal. No?
Some people think my big mouth (_____________) is my strength. (It's my armor). Who
knows what we all collectively fear? Here? Why? Why only 60?
Life, is fine thread running through old worn out carpet, SKEPTICS.
Threads of fine gold strand caressing willowing leaves of hope, REALISTS.
Worn old carpet, with leafy design, held up to sun will have golden haze. OPTIMIST.
Brian and Liz called, came, slept and went. Wendy, oh just where we get off this merry-go-round of deceitful nonchalance. Looking forward to tranquility. Mark Rickerson called.
Will come Monday night. Will B & J marry? When? How nice.
"Of all the wonders in the universe
the greatest is man."
Aristotle
***
To know and not to act is
To know that you really don't know
***
The shortest distance between two people - a good laugh.
***
My need is . . . . . everything!! - that I want.
My want is . . . . . something, which I need.
What is need, if not imagination,
What is want, if not ego.
So try to want . . . . . to have . . . . . no needs!
***
Am always looking out to try to understand myself.
Maybe I should try to look inside and feel the
Understanding from within, without abstractions.
The more I try the harder the going gets.
The less I do the more I have to try.
The harder the going gets, the more we become resolved at our fate.
Of course this whole exercise is proof of
Let all be what they are.
Change is only good for me, me. ME.
***
The Three Tragedies of Life:
Not knowing what we want
Not getting what we want
Getting what we want
***
I Love you Pierre
Thank you for listening to me
Believe - peace at heart
Desdemona Great elements to being Human
Vaulting over 20 feet high.
Playing solo in Carnegie.
Sharing your first with your favorite.
Trusting in a new friendship, and being right.
Honesty and decency and other neglected virtues.
Trying, really trying to be yourself, but a little improved each day.
Collecting, accumulating, learning and growing self-worth.
Understanding just one perfect moment.
Starting, after a long delay, to do yourself good.
The first cry to the lost wisdom of one close to you.
Receiving recognition from your peers.
Realizing another contradiction within you.
Being needed by someone you care for.
Depending on someone without disappointment.
Desiring, searching, finding, confirming Love.
Loving completely, the fullness of friendship.
The awareness of the lie most of you live.
Recognizing and accepting, the gap between men and women.
Hurting so deep within that you feel good when it surfaces.
Saying or hearing "You're right, I'm wrong, I'm sorry".
The spirit and adventure of rediscovered youth at any age.
Inevitability you don't know how, or how could you have; yet, you did.
Knowing, feeling and seeing "Harmony in Life" even if for a moment.
Realizing that "The Human" living will never be obsolete.
Feeling a little virtuous and proud of oneself.
Goodness is an illusion or are there really good people about.
Seeking, Learning, Understanding and THEN Appreciating Yourself.
Reaching and touching someone from within.
Depend on yourself. Few disappointments. Each extension of dependency brings more
and more let-downs. Life has only goodness in it. We fill it up with shit.
***
Ste. Jean Babtiste, I don't know. Where is this holy-day? Quebec is, was and shall be a
small minded Bureaucracy. Ruled by the heartless, obeyed and cheered on by the
mindless. Millions will survive to tell their offsprings the demise.
Must we, mankind, always destroy even the slightest form of Shangri-la. But why? Who
are you or me as individuals in this large mass? Can you do something? Can I? How
about you and me. Please listen to me, now for a while.
Peace is only in the heart.
Freedom only in the mind.
***
Content is a man, who could be more content
Yet is content being just a little bit content.
We the Handicapped
This year, 1981 "the year of the handicapped",
We the people of earth celebrate ourselves.
Honestly and openly admitting; we're disabled
We do not attempt or try
To succeed or better our lives,
Find sense and realize
Just how LUCKY we all are
To be as we are; healthy and ALIVE,
Experiencing life in its fullness
Not stopping to cry, when we're down
Feeling past happiness should help us survive
Moments of present gloom to help overcome
For the future is right and "high".
Look around you and realize,
All about you are handicapped
Some are missing a leg, a hand, an eye
Or even two. Others have their minds _______
But you, and I, amongst them all,
Are the HEAVIEST of all the HANDICAPS.
We can not look at them
And we won't learn from them
Terry Fox has shown the way
How anything is overcome with a WILL
To accomplish feats as great as that
You and I must try . . . . . really hard
To live, learn, and enjoy all around us
Using the powers we possess, help by
Feeling those that are not as fortunate as us
See and feel the handicapped
Up till now WE all were trapped.
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