“The United States and the freedom for which it stands, the freedom for which they died, must endure and prosper. Their lives remind us that freedom is not bought cheaply. It has a cost; it imposes a burden. And just as they whom we commemorate were willing to sacrifice, so too must we – in a less final, less heroic way – be willing to give of ourselves.” – Ronald Reagan
There's no greater love than to be willing to die For the protection of others and our nation. There is no need to stumble asking why, Love is the best and truly only explanation.
We think about how God calls on the ordinary, And from these come tales of the extraordinary. Some, among these, might be a bit outspoken, But all of these are in some way broken.
God truly uses all of us in every way To create His best and the rest of living days. All of us come with our own limitations, But these never seem too cause our inhibition.
As Israel fell away, Gideon heard God's call, And stepped forward to the angels standing tall. Sometimes in times of apparent weakness, It takes true strength to speak this.
Each moment lived is a gift from God above. As His servant, these should be lived with love. Each of our moments is truly a great treasure, And as such, they should be lived in full measure.
Every extravagance must be pushed away, If you and I are to live our holy day. When determining our value and adequacy, We must allow God's eyes to determine our legacy.
Despite mistakes and failures, we are worthy of God's good. To live life best, this must be lived and understood. This can be known through God's open declaration. That man created in His image is the only needed explanation.
As the temple of the Lord, we live as light, A new creation chosen to serve and live as right. We do these things in God's appointed hour, And we do so through Christ's holy power.
To serve the Lord, we must do it with sincerity. Any other way is a locked-in limitation on clarity. We must be prepared to move beyond our comfort zone. Yet, we know, we do not walk a step being alone.
Like Gideon, we must trust in God to see us through. This is how we live best to do what we'll do. 300 men armed with courage did as God directly bid. Putting themselves at risk, they did not keep hid.
We act in discernment to actively do our parts. We live love, following God in our hearts. However, we see ourselves, God sees the truth. We must know this, He has led us from our youth.
Always present to empower our 'yes' to our part. This is the highest truth held in our hearts. Through God, all things can and will be done. This is the ultimate path of the Three-In-One.
(c) May 24, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
I don't mean this as a distraction. But for mostly open space, I feel attraction. Every time that you stand near, I hold your body, hoping it won't disappear.
I hold your body as something tangible, And kindness sometimes seems all we're capable. Besides, it's hard to argue for nothing, When what I feel for you is truly something.
It's a quantum physicist's true lament That reality is as porous as weak cement. Whatever I touch and believe to be real, Is no truer illusion than one that I feel.
I look into your eyes so heavenly, Hoping the magic of you offers us a possibility. You say it's funny and mock me as comedy. That's my worst fear, paint me a tragedy.
Wimpy wanted a borrowed burger on Tuesday. But what about the poet who disappeared on Wednesday? It seems too metaphysical to love blank verse poetry. But there's hollowness in what passes for philosophy.
It's a quantum physicist's true lament That reality is as porous as weak cement. Whatever I touch and believe to be real, Is no truer illusion than one that I feel.
My lips whisper that now is the only reality, The rest, it seems. is just an imagined memory. Please change my mind, and change our reality. Make our love happier than a midday reverie.
Thought and perception filter every thought. It's a representation that we've solemnly bought. The madhouse is just a thin line away. It makes it hard to need more than you every day.
It's a quantum physicist's true lament That reality is as porous as weak cement. Whatever I touch and believe to be real, Is no truer illusion than one that I feel.
(c) May 23, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Love is the will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth… Love is as love does. Love is an act of will — namely, both an intention and an action. Will also implies choice. We do not have to love. We choose to love.” – M. Scott Peck
“[D]emocracy will soon degenerate into an anarchy, such an anarchy that every man will do what is right in his own eyes and no man’s life or property or reputation or liberty will be secure, and every one of these will soon mould itself into a system of subordination of all the moral virtues and intellectual abilities, all the powers of wealth, beauty, wit and science, to the wanton pleasures, the capricious will, and the execrable cruelty of one or a very few.” – John Adams
The United States should and must remain a republic, not a democracy.
What can you expect From a man seduced by the party line, But a dark psycho-conscience, And a predictably wrapped mind.
Simple souls filled with complication, Where murder can be a fascination. Most modern intellectuals have warped minds. Murder attempted can't entirely be left behind.
A destroyer of worlds is hardwired To take life before creating it anew. It's a cycle of a universe birthed and inspired By the poison from which it grew.
Are we to live life afraid to make mistakes? Scared into impotence, weakening our motivation, We are born to live whatever that breaks, From our tragedies comes our creation.
Secrets shared in tents of darkness, From whispers told brother to brother, We guard each other from the world's harshness, Struggling with the deaths of one another.
A destroyer of worlds is hardwired To take life before creating it anew. It's a cycle of a universe birthed and inspired By the poison from which it grew.
Splitting atoms into something we're capable Of absorbing within our limits of comprehension. From others, we learn what we find functional. We fight our own minds held in dissension.
There is much to learn from differing views. These come between theory and practice every day. Our perceptions come in shades not meant to confuse But to be learned from in every way.
A destroyer of worlds is hardwired To take life before creating it anew. It's a cycle of a universe birthed and inspired By the poison from which it grew.
(c) May 22, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“While we are zealously performing the duties of good citizens and soldiers, we certainly ought not to be inattentive to the higher duties of religion. To the distinguished character of Patriot, it should be our highest glory to add the more distinguished character of Christian.” – George Washington
Pip: alohapromisesforever has been quietly building something — a site that reads like a commonplace book crossed with a chapel crossed with a very well-curated argument about what it means to be human.
Mara: That’s the territory we’re covering today — founding-era ideas about liberty and government, poems and prayers about faith and spiritual life, a collection of voices on character and self-improvement, and original poetry on art, memory, and reflection.
Pip: Let’s start with the liberty posts, because some of these quotes hit harder than most op-eds written this decade.
Liberty, Government, and Civic Duty
Mara: The thread running through these posts is a question: what does freedom actually require of the people who want it? Phillis Wheatley anchors the first post with a line that sets the whole series in motion: “In every human Beast, God has implanted a Principle, which we call Love of Freedom; it is impatient of Oppression, and pants for Deliverance.”
Pip: So the argument isn’t that freedom is a policy preference — it’s that the drive toward it is built into human nature itself. That changes the stakes considerably.
Mara: And the other posts build outward from there. Nathan Hale’s quote reframes civic service as obligation rather than career. Patrick Henry insists that moral decay is what actually opens the door to tyranny. Richard Henry Lee draws a hard line against granting rulers any power beyond what is strictly necessary.
Pip: Edmund Randolph adds that a free people can’t outsource their own defense, and Woodrow Wilson’s post makes the case for a government that gets out of the way rather than one that manages your life. Lafayette frames liberty as bounded only by the equal rights of others.
Mara: Thomas McKean’s post on press freedom carries a sharp edge — it distinguishes publishing opinion from publishing to deceive, noting that no good government should protect the latter. And Montesquieu closes the loop: “The deterioration of every government begins with the decay of the principles on which it was founded.” Kierkegaard’s thought on speech and thinking rounds it out with a quieter provocation.
Pip: Which is a short walk to the question of what we’re actually cultivating in ourselves — and that’s exactly where the next segment lives.
Faith, Prayer, and Spiritual Growth
Mara: This segment asks how people sustain themselves through difficulty — and the answer across these posts is consistently relational and devotional rather than self-sufficient. The poem “Esther” frames it directly: “Crisis, compassion, community, and honest care are the keywords lived by those who dare.”
Pip: That’s the whole argument in four words — not resilience as a solo project, but as something practiced in community and obedience.
Mara: Pope John Paul II’s post on prayer makes the mechanism plain: “Prayer can truly change your life. For it turns your attention away from yourself and directs your mind and your heart toward the Lord.” John Piper’s quote in the life-as-a-winding-road post echoes that — God isn’t cleaning up trouble after the fact, but actively plotting the course through it.
Pip: “Learning To Talk To God” works through that same idea with Hannah’s story, and “All Blessings Given” frames atonement as the ground on which everything else rests. Isaiah 40:31 gets its own post — the eagles passage — and John Paul Jones adds that fear and faith are both cultivated, which means the choice is real.
Mara: “Stepped Into the Light,” “You Call My Name,” and “A Gentle Interpretation” each approach surrender and discipleship from a different angle — the last one pushing back against pop-psychology substitutes for genuine faith practice. “A Praise Song for Mother’s Day” weaves the Nativity into a meditation on motherhood, and the Mother’s Day posts land as devotional acts in their own right.
Pip: From sustaining the inner life, the posts turn outward — to the habits and choices that shape character over time.
Character, Integrity, and Self-Improvement
Mara: The central claim across this group is that character is built, not inherited — and that the building requires honesty about what you’re actually doing versus what you’re professing. Stevie Wonder’s post opens it cleanly: “Change your words into truths and then change that truth into love.”
Pip: Which is a three-step process disguised as a sentence — and the rest of the posts essentially unpack each step.
Mara: Francis Bacon’s post makes the gap explicit: “It’s not what we profess but what we practice that gives us integrity.” Calvin Coolidge’s persistence post is blunter still — talent, genius, and education all fail without persistence and determination. Abigail Adams adds that learning itself demands ardor and diligence; it doesn’t arrive by accident.
Pip: Tagore’s tree-planting quote reframes the whole timeline — integrity includes acting for outcomes you’ll never personally see. Matsuo Basho redirects ambition: don’t copy the wise, seek what they sought.
Mara: T.E. Lawrence pushes toward active agency — dream with open eyes and make it real. William Jennings Bryan calls destiny a matter of choice, not chance. Bob Marley’s post is the pressure test version of the same idea: strength reveals itself when it’s the only option.
Pip: Washington Irving warns that we’re too absorbed in the present to learn from character and history — which is its own form of self-impoverishment. Jim Henson’s post on forgiveness, Emily Dickinson’s hope-as-a-bird, Longfellow’s garden metaphor for kindness, and B.C. Forbes on the corrosion of selfishness all circle the same territory from different angles: the inner life shapes the outer one, and neglect compounds.
Mara: Bruce Lee’s post distills the method — absorb what is useful, discard what is not, add what is uniquely your own. That’s less a philosophy of martial arts than a philosophy of becoming.
Pip: And the poetry segment takes that question of becoming and runs it through art, memory, and the weight of history.
Poetry On Life, Art, And Reflection
Mara: These poems ask what endures — in music, in conscience, in landscape, in the record of human cruelty and beauty. “Heaviness Sighs” sets the tone: “Strong melodies like these feel seamless, and don’t leave the audience dreamless.”
Pip: That’s the standard the whole segment is reaching for — art that holds rather than dissolves.
Mara: “Art and the Artist” argues the artist must feel their voice and resist the collective’s demand for conformity. “Beats Held in Reverence” and “The Weight of Life’s Precision” both treat musical integrity as a metaphor for living without selling out. “Oppenheimer’s Theory and History” moves into physics and ideology — the poem traces how a brilliant mind became entangled with politics and paid for it.
Pip: “The Crux of Immortal Folly” goes cosmological — galaxies, old gods replaced by new ones, deception as the crux of immortality. “Indiana’s Waters” is the quieter counterweight: a deeply personal meditation on landscape, photography, and belonging.
Mara: “Mistakes of the Conscience” and “The Wrong of the Right” both confront atrocity directly — the first through a German-Jewish soldier landing at Omaha Beach, the second through the Holocaust’s machinery of death. Robert Browning’s night-conceals-a-world quote and Attenborough’s growth-on-a-finite-planet line each add a frame. The Mother’s Day reflections on Agatha Christie’s quote and Proverbs 31 close the collection with love as the irreducible anchor.
Pip: What strikes me across all of it is the consistency — liberty requires moral fiber, faith requires practice, character requires honesty, and art requires integrity. Same argument, different rooms.
Mara: And the through-line is that none of it is passive. Every post is asking what you’re actually doing with what you’ve been given.
Pip: More of that next time, presumably. The principles aren’t running out.
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along