“Architecture has its political Use; publick Buildings being the Ornament of a Country; it establishes a Nation, draws People and Commerce; makes the People love their native Country, which Passion is the Original of all great Actions in a Common-wealth…. Architecture aims at Eternity.” – Christopher Wren
“The laws should be rigidly enforced which prohibit the immigration of a servile class to compete with American labor, with no intention of acquiring citizenship, and bringing with them and retaining habits and customs repugnant to our civilization.” – Grover Cleveland
Lizzie Borden IV: Obscured Vanity by Michael Doyle
True to the nature of her kind, It's always another trick of the mind. Her ploy of seeded manipulation Made it a trigger pulled by devotion.
Lizzie found her way to womanhood Misunderstanding bad for good. The luck of the Irish made her bleed For the sake of something seeking to be freed.
As modern science turns its rusty pages, Passions know their bloody rages. The age of the well-positioned machine, Was a clever one to make Lizzie dream.
The matinee fell like an axe - With the truth exposed between the acts. There is so much for good girls to explore. It's only that Maggie wanted something more.
All the mischief that makes for jealousy often is the victim of feigned forgery. Souls are often lost for the sake of trickery. All that passes are the rites of obscured vanity.
What may seem elegant loses its charm As truth becomes unwanted, sounding the alarm. An actress can seem many things, but in the long run It is in being herself that she is undone.
In youth, so much outweighs the weight of preference. This becomes cast aside with fouled experience. Until shared together in a late-night reading Like Countess Bathory, all women are born for bleeding.
Life can be obsessed with so much cruelty, Where there is no love, there can be no loyalty. This is the price of life far too demanding, And with this comes a very tragic understanding.
(c) October 19, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“A society with too few independent thinkers is vulnerable to control by disturbed and opportunistic leaders. A society which wants to create and maintain a free and democratic social system must create responsible independence of thought among its young.” – John Dewey
And so we live today in nearly every direction. Don’t we?
I've led a life of scars Earned under the summer's stars. All around me, I've seen God move, And I've struggled to improve.
I was just another long-haired boy Lifting my voice with anger and joy. Overwhelmed by the moving score, I fought for that something more.
Now as I've grown older, I find myself a little less bolder. I've felt the crash of days, But I still have a heart full of praise.
Just one touch, found in just one word, The darkness comes stinging and blurred. Until the Lord taught me to see, His healing force was needed in my history.
Under midnight skies, I felt His power. There in the startle of that unforgiving hour. I found that I could be a better me with less of me And I surrendered myself to God's loving mystery.
Now as I've grown older, I find myself a little less bolder. I've felt the crash of days, But I still have a heart full of praise.
(c) October 18, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“We need men with moral courage to speak and write their real thoughts, and to stand by their convictions, even to the very death.” – Robert Green Ingersoll
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