“It’s not about standing still and becoming safe. If anybody wants to keep creating they have to be about change.” – Miles Davis

“It’s not about standing still and becoming safe. If anybody wants to keep creating they have to be about change.” – Miles Davis

“The constitutions of most of our States assert that all power is inherent in the people; that… it is their right and duty to be at all times armed.“– Thomas Jefferson


Back-Up Plans Never Made
by Michael Doyle
All of a god's children agreed and said,
Except for those who were swept dead,
That the god must somehow start again,
Hoping this time to avoid a pattern of sin.
Seeking a clean, pure planet to own,
One that a god and his children can call home.
All of this may feel like one god's vanity,
But it's the last hope for all of humanity.
This planet has been brought to ruin,
And certainly it's a thing of humans doing.
Being human, we're bound to make mistakes.
It doesn't seem to matter if God's heart breaks.
It's long past the time that any god had control.
On the whole, everyone believes they own their own soul.
Corrective minds adhere to how evil grows.
Faith has been mastered until it barely flows.
Every error is on the side of our arrogance -
Wearing a pointed hat does not induce competence.
Like every other mortal man, each is born a sinner,
And this god, like any god, sees him as that sinner.
This planet has been brought to ruin,
And certainly it's a thing of humans doing.
Being human, we're bound to make mistakes.
It doesn't seem to matter if God's heart breaks.
It is perhaps humanity's last lament,
To know that each of us is merely an instrument -
Used as we are, simply broken tools,
And none of us has the sense to follow rules.
The bells toll for what's at stake.
We are brought to the edge before we break.
A child's prayer is heard like a heavenly cry
While helpless hands reach in hope toward the sky.
This planet has been brought to ruin,
And certainly it's a thing of humans doing.
Being human, we're bound to make mistakes.
It doesn't seem to matter if God's heart breaks.
No wailing wall will help us now,
As we search for hope, not knowing how.
A god looks on as helpless as any,
Knowing full well the fault falls on many.
Heaven's pristine soldiers march toward war,
Confused at the promise that there would be no more.
The point has been reached where all dreams fade,
And the best hope is for back-up plans never made.
This planet has been brought to ruin,
And certainly it's a thing of humans doing.
Being human, we're bound to make mistakes.
It doesn't seem to matter if God's heart breaks.
(c) May 25, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

“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
In remembrance of Memorial Day:


Gideon Answers the Call
by Michael Doyle
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

“Do you wish to rise? Begin by descending. You plan a tower that will pierce the clouds? Lay first the foundation of humility. – Saint Augustine

“But Gideon said to them, ‘I will not rule over you, nor shall my son rule over you; the Lord shall rule over you.’”– Judges 8:23


Distraction
by Michael Doyle
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

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