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I try not to have too much of an ego. I'll do anything.

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Free Yourself and Let It Go

Deflated ego?

You think I say the things I do to you,
To deflate your ego?
I am hoping my assistance,
Helps you get rid of it.
And seeing no benefit in being limited.
And that's what your ego has done!
Made you believe you are number one.
And everything you do is correct.
Without a self examination...
Needed to allow you to live your best yet.

Deflated ego?

I may say some things to you that upsets.
I may even criticize something you do,
You accept as your best.
I might even attempt to strip,
That façade you charade.
Since it's your ego that has you 'tripped'...
When you see it for what it is,
You will realize your greatness has nothing to do with it.
In fact it is keeping you,
Inflated with bs and other nonsense.

Deflate your ego?
You think I do that,
From a threat I feel.
To diminish you in some way...
So I would have a greater appeal?
And deflating your ego would give me thrills?

You need to free yourself and let it go.
If you believe that keeping it,
Inspires a greater you with heights to reach!

Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!

Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!

Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!

That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like It's Mixed With Yeast

Feed my ego,
Let it lift...
Like it's mixed with yeast.
Like delicious bisquits whipped.
Or a cake that bakes to rise,
To the heights of the sky.

Feed my ego,
Let it lift...
Like it's mixed with yeast.
Like delicious bisquits whipped.
And no one can get enough of it.

I admit I seek applause,
To arouse my roar.
And when I don't get it,
I wish for it a bit!

I admit I seek applause,
To arouse my roar.
And when I don't get it,
I wish for it a bit!

I admit I seek applause,
To arouse my roar.
Feed my ego,
Let it lift.
Feed my ego,
Let it lift.

I admit I seek applause,
To arouse my roar.
Feed my ego,
Let it lift.
Feed my ego,
Let it lift.
Like it's mixed with yeast.

Or...
Delicious bisquits whipped,
No one can get enough of it!

Feed my ego,
Let it lift...
Like it's mixed with yeast.
And allow everyone to get a sample piece to eat.

Feed my ego,
Let it lift...
Like it's mixed with yeast.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Protocol

To forgive someone misdeeding,
Is to be shatterproof...
When deceivers are loose,
And do whatever they choose.

To forgive someone misdeeding,
Is to be shatterproof...
When deceivers are loose,
And do whatever they choose.
Since,
They have no protocol.
None that can be seen at all.

Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Yeah.
Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Yeah.
Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too...
To make more fools,
Of whomever they choose.
Yeah.

Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Yeah.
Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Yeah.
Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Because they have no protocol.
None that can be seen at all.

To forgive someone misdeeding,
Is to be shatterproof...
When deceivers are loose,
Since...
They have no protocol.
None that can be seen at all...
Because,
Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Yeah.
Their main gig is to ego boost,
And dupe too.
Yeah.
Their main gig is to ego boost,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To kill ego is to kill self.

Every move you initiate
Is towards gaining you power.
It is the motto of your ego.
Fire spreads by eating the fuel.
Life stays by burning the food.
Ego stands by swaying others.
Where is fire if there is no fuel?
Where is life if there is no food?
Where is ego if there is no second person?

Ego keeps you and propels you.
Ego spares you and rescues you.
Its action is gaining power,
With which only it’s effective.
To beat or evade the rivals,
To snatch or catch for livelihood,
And to corner and keep sex mates,
The ego seeks to have power.
The ego keeps you viable
To fight to get or possess.

To get power is of instincts
That manifests in child’s action.
Playing toys, it manipulates them.
Fighting pears, it finds its strength.
Fighting foes, it asserts its right.
To imitate is to feel high.
To cry is to get back the lost.
To explore is to train its skill.
Loving mother is feeling safe.
Fearing is guarding the self.

Every act done, right or wrong,
Every skill learnt, good or bad,
Every show made, worth or worse,
Are all towards gaining a hold.,
Be it an act of friendliness,
Where you seek to spread influence,
Or an act of love and courtship,
Where you strive for an acceptance
Or of service and sacrifice,
Where you reserve ground for future.

Sports are the substitutes of fight,
Where you test your killing spirit.
Indoor games are mental conquests.
To forgive, forget and patch up
Is to have eyes on the future.
To surrender to the might
Is to be a part of the might.

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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beware Of Soliloquy!

Try, try until
Every practices become routine,
try, try until,
Every act becomes your Life
style,
fully digested, Assimilated,
Runs with every heartbeat,
Circulated as your own blood,
Let your blood lose all colour,
All odour and become distilled
water, Boiled over furnace of
indifference! Then comes a day,
All that practices pay, All become inaction in action,
Man with no soliloquy!
soliloquy is an act of ego,
Ego is that stain of blood,
That can't be wiped with blood
itself, Be a thoughtless,
Mindless ego,
Let it die!
yet mindful existence as nothing,
One remain,
No thoughts no soliloquy, Never even wish before,
Grand silence of ego's death,
Never even celebrate or mourn,
Let ego die without food and
shelter,
Ego is shelter of ego itself, Never think words are mine and
comments are yours,
Think your own voice recochet,
Or bounces back
as own echo!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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In Praise of Ego

In carefree, laughing, joyful mood –
let’s praise the ego, to its face!

Our most faithful mate throughout our life;
with us longer than our parents or our children are;

at our heels at all times, proud of head and tail,
saying to the world that ‘I belong to him! ’;

faithful as a dog; and cunning as a cat;
between them, running our un-mastered lives;

(and like the cosy purring cat you stroke upon your lap,
ego's the secret dark night-hunter, out to kill all life..)

ego, more awake than we ourselves,
never missing a living moment;

every heart-beat an opportunity;
sharper entrepreneur than any city slicker:

‘what’s in it for me? ’; there is no trick,
no turn, no market swing, that ego can’t exploit and profit from;

so let’s praise ego to its face; see the Creator’s own full force,
brilliant and magnificent, manifested, used, in ego’s skills…

but know, and know we know, its lifetime’s bitter secret:
for all its skills, its energies are stolen fuel…:

moment by moment sapping secretly,
the consciousness, the wisdom, happiness,

that seem just out of our elusive reach..
So – as we watch a child, so innocent,

playing its merry games of fantasy,
running round itself in playground and in park,

we laughing in parental love, sing out those magic words:
‘I’m watching you…! ’

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Do You Know Why You Are Unhappy?

you have always been unhappy
feeling unwanted, despised and hurt
yes, your ego is hurt
you believe that this ego is hurt
that this ego exists

try believing there is none
believe that there is no such word as

ego

try believing there is no you at all
let us see who gets the feeling of being unwanted
despised or hurt

there is none now

you see? 99% percent of what you do is for yourself
yourself
your ego and you are so unhappy, because in truth
there is no you
there is no ego

and all you did was for no one else

that is what emptiness is all about
precisely, that is what unhappiness is.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Scarlet Pussy

Once upon a time in the land of fever, there lived a scarlet pussy
This kitty cat of fine descent, was cherished by her mother
Who wouldnt let another, pet her, unless he was qualified
Every 1st of the month this pretty feline got the hots
And thats when the neighborhood (d-d-dogs)
Theyd line up around the block
Meow
When my little scarlet feline roars
The locals come around (come around)
When they see the scarlet light
They know its time to come chase her down (chase her down)
Lo and behold the fantastical way
In which their bodies groove
My scarlet pussys furry magic alters any mood
Scarlet pussy (its cool)
Scarlet pussy
Pussycat, pussycat
Wherefore art thou, puppy?
She can make u crazy if ure too close to her heat
She can make u sad when ure happy as can be
She can make u shoot your ego all over her sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
Every dog would try his lines
To get pussys attention ([...])
All they want is so exposed
In ways too gross to mention (eew!)
Green virgin teenager
A filthy rich yuppie
Pussycat pussycat
Wherefore art thou puppy?
Scarlet pussy
She can make u crazy if ure too close to her heat
She can make u sad when ure happy as can be
She can make u shoot your ego all over your sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
Meow
Now whats going on?
Oh, no, man, look out!
Somebody come get this meow-meow of my leg!
Meow!
Scarlet pussy
Pussycat pussycat
Wherefore art thou, puppy?
Meow
She can make u crazy if ure too close to her heat
She can make u sad when ure happy as can be
She can make u shoot your ego all over her sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
She can make u happy, she can make u sad

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song performed by Prince
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The art of destroying Ego

my ego is some ugly little frogs
some oriental restaurant workers
smash on their floor
before cutting them up
live for the frying pan

my ego is some
loud annoying cockerels
some restaurants slit
before gutting them of all
their vital organs
belly, liver, heart, gizzler,
gall bladder, big and small intestines
to be boiled down into soup

my ego is some vipers
villagers smash with all their might
head, body, and tail
so that they are nothing
but a roll of flowery, leathery
spineless outcast fit only
for the rubbish bin

my ego is some doggie corpse
on the street
offensive and buzzing with
large blue green flies
everybody has nothing to like but
shun and ask to be buried
two metres in the soil

my ego is dark and slippery
like the remains of dinosaurs
burned to drive cars,
factories and industries
a primordial leftover i wish
to use in the right way to
fly me to the silky abode of my dreams
and heaven! !

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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One Way Or The Other

When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
In a relationship that begins not ends,
In a bottomless abyss...
Unforgiving and not able to bend,
With a mending!

There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.

There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.

There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
Or...
A releasing of the beast inside that feeds the heat!

One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!

When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.

There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.

There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With That Moan On

Long lost in the game and schemes.
And far from entertaining,
Is your...
Toxic mind that never stops.
And your...
Willingness to be on top.
And your...
Way of unchanging.
And your...
Thinking that you're everything.

Doing anything to be seen on top,
Is an ego you have that should be dropped.

Long lost in the game and schemes.
And far from entertaining,
Is your...
Toxic mind that never stops.
And your...
Willingness to be on top.
And your...
Way of unchanging.
And your...
Thinking that you're everything.

Nothing that you do is of a benefit,
To anyone that listens to your selfishness.
With that moan on...
When you don't get your way.
With that moan on...
Heard every single day.
And that moan on...
Drives everybody away,
Because that ego is on display.
With that moan on...
When you don't get your way.
With that moan on...
Heard every single day.
And that moan on...
Drives everybody away,
Because that ego is on display.

Long lost in the game and schemes.
And far from entertaining,
Is your...
Toxic mind that never stops.
And your...
Willingness to be on top.
And your...
Way of unchanging.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Ego Clash, Sparking and Barking start!

There is that story,
Before marriage,
He speak, she listen!
After marriage,
she speak, he listen!
and when they talk,
Children weep and
neighbors listen!

These is not a general rule,
It is has exceptions,
Most of the time, if he/she can act,
deaf, dumb and blind to others mistakes!

Rare are those with open heart who understand each other and
respect one another!

Wide hearts meet rare,
When narrow heart dominate,
broad one suffer more,
As rule, it is sad!

Discussions turn into arguments,
or when patience breaks its silence,
When one ego hurts another, When hurt ego retaliate,
And ego Clash takes place!

When Ego clashes with ego,
Clear sky covered with clouds,
Lightning shine and thunders roar,
Sparking and barking takes
place!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Ego

Ego is the demon seed, rooted in our minds.
Being right, for what is deserved.
But what is deserved?
Are we so entitled, that we are above the next?
What of the struggles of the helpless?
Are we more deserving than those who were born with nothing?

Spirit is the presence of God within our being.
Doing right for another's needs.
What is need?
The requirement of another for their existence.
Expectation is not need, but a feeling of entitlement.
For if we are entitled, then isn't another.
We do unto others as we receive ourselves.

Ego is simply an illusion.
The inner mirror of which we stare into.
It is the binding of our mind to our bodies.
And the separation of our actions to our inner God.
Ego wants control, so God cannot have it.
Ego's quest is to be right.

If one is right, then another is wrong.
For who is it that likes to be wrong?
If we are trying to prove to another, right to our self.
We are robbing another's right of self.
For ego says we are the biggest Giant of all.
But the bigger we are,
The harder we fall.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Fame Feeds the Ego

Fame feeds the ego
and when the ego is fed
it makes the soul that you are
feel like it's dead.

All fame and glory
come with a price.
It seems warm for a while
but then turns to ice.

How not to succumb
is life's biggest test.
For the ego is strong
and never takes a rest/

Starve the ego.
Let its cravings leave
and the soul will awaken.
It will never dceive
nor ever need to be fed.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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It Doesn't Take a Rocket Scientist

The duality of false representation,
Eventually shows the origin...
From where it has been created.

Consumed by ego,
Is their downfall!

And it doesn't take a rocket scientist,
To connect the culprits to their deeds.

Consumed by ego,
Is their downfall!

There is a trail of incompetence,
Wherever they go...
With a wish to get acknowledgement,
And undeserving praise.

Consumed by ego,
Is their downfall!

And unfortunate are those,
Committed to follow.

Consumed by ego,
Is their downfall!
And shoulders to cry on,
They seek to weep.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Ego To Limit

Cherished are my memories.
Especially the ones that were meant,
For me to sit and listen...
As my ego was stripped to bits,
By those who dared me...
To pick up the pieces.

AND...
This was only IF,
I could find them!

And I knew each time...
The truth was told.
And whatever was left of my ego...
I 'had' to let go!

These are the memories I cherish the most.
Without my ego,
So much has been accomplished.
So much accomplished,
Has been without ego to limit with boundaries.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Or My Heart..or My Ego

needle stabbing my finger.
or my heart. or my ego.
when I heard your story.
that no longer laughing. no longer cheering.
selling vinegar. slicing my stomach.
or my heart. or my ego.
stop continue that complex story.
spinning my head. my mind. or my ego.
my ethic. that won't let you go.
from my side. from my eyes.
from my hands. that can't reach you anymore.
because my heart. or my ego.
don't want be hurt.
by someone.

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Existing Outside Myself

I am transformed
From my ego into your ego.
I am passive,
Existing outside myself.
My ego is also my non-ego.
I am you only
In so far,
As I am your sensuous being.
I'm your idea,
Taking on sensuousness,
When nothing real is permanent.
I'm here for
The realization of your aims,
In Omniscience,
In Omnipotence,
In Omnipresence.

poem by Marieta Maglas
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Cultivate Desire And Ego

Without desire, the world is dry.
Without ego the life is dry.
Desires promote activities.
Activities bring about taste.
The ego plays in maneuvering.
Maneuvering results in esteems.
Without taste and without esteems,
Being will be a waste of life.
Desires denied, sufferings come.
Esteem beaten, feeling low mounts.
Low risk desire is worth having.
Easy task ego too satisfies.
Desires parting, you are worn out.
Ego falling flat, you are blown out.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When will ego sleep?

Ego lives from comparison;
Ego lives from relativity.
Ego live from the applause.
Be alone with no one around
In an island. Ego will sleep.
24.10.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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