Thought For the Day: Let Us Not Seek To Satisfy Our Thirst For Freedom By Drinking From the Cup of Bitterness and Hatred

“Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.” – Martin Luther King, Jr.




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First Principles: Rebellion To Tyrants Is Obedience To God

“Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God” – Benjamin Franklin



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Rules of the Beast II

A poetic retelling of Dracula continues….

Aeterna Horde Haunted Manor - Reading By the Blood Moon

Rules of the Beast II
by Michael Romani

Fresh blood can be so invigorating
As the new day's path is exhilarating
Ghostly mirages are fleeting in sight
Proofs of things that fill the night

Questions answered as if in riddle
When the truth fails, caught in the middle
Each day passes as lives are exchanged
Unacceptable in the beliefs estranged

Deeper and deeper into a labyrinth of madness
Remarkable in darkness and its sadness
Clawed out into its rabid indignity
The puzzles left for all of eternity

There is no question left worthy to ask
Once and when death chooses to remove its mask
The tombstone provides its sharp epitaph
Washed away and under the complexity of math

Begging to be killed; pleads the undead
Shadows of life played on in the head
Not to be passed by in its contamination
Consciousness persists in its unholy insinuation

Scratching at coffin lids for all eternity
The gravedigger's secret whispers its temerity
Faith is a complication salve for salvation
As blood is drained in feverish infatuation

A lack of strength finds its victim
As the Count hints a smile and laughs at him
Crawling feebly across the castle floor
Harker seeks escape; unwilling to give more

It's the clever ones who never listen
As the blood lost drips and glistens
Artists always wish to be understood
Who's to say if this is bad or good

(c) January 24, 2020  Michael Romani

Nostalgia Falls  - Under A Blood  Moon





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Thought For the Day: Conviction .. Is Worthless Until It Converts Itself Into Conduct

“Conviction …Is Worthless Till It Converts Itself Into Conduct.” – Thomas Carlyle




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First Principles: Falsehood of the Tongue Leads To That of the Heart

“It is of great importance to set a resolution, not to be shaken, never to tell an untruth. There is no vice so mean, so pitiful, so contemptible; and he who permits himself to tell a lie once, finds it much easier to do it a second and a third time, till at length it becomes habitual; he tells lies without attending to it, and truths without the world’s believing him. This falsehood of the tongue leads to that of the heart, and in time depraves all its good disposition.” – Thomas Jefferson (1785)



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Unpredictable Play

Play is how children best first learn.  Maybe it’s that way throughout all of life?

Wild, Wild West -Desert School House

Unpredictable Play
by Michael Romani

Life, she says, is truly best
When it's lived an unpredictable test
Where attention is paid like a guest
Requiring attention, not mental rest

Architecture against our dying
An insistence on always trying
It's a given that heroes will rise
From truly living and relying on alibis

Awareness keeps you young and alive
Paying attention to live not just survive
Engagement is needed to find our own way
This is the truest value in our play

There is much to dream on and to see
Where you're left alone to explore debris
It's there in the added bits and significant
When there's no set pattern to how the pieces fit

Empowered to find what is that is real
A child finds themselves in the fine details
These are the open ended lessons of intuition
That teaches better than rote and repetition

Post-industrial moves freed beyond the school
Not longer stuck in how well you follow rules
But learning the importance of the world outside
Where mind and soul shine not needing to hide

Curiosity  didn't kill the cat at all
But made it claw out and not simply recall
All of this living the nuts and bolts at the brink
Is the learning how to really feel and think

(c) January 23, 2020  Michael Romani
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Out of the Looking Glass/Into the Madness - Cheshire Cat Takes the Board





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Thought For the Day: As Obstacles Arise, Change the Direction To Reach Your Goal; Not Your Decision To Get There

“When obstacles arise, you change your direction to reach your goal; you do not change your decision to get there.” – Zig Ziglar




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First Principles: There Is No Greater Mistake Than Doing Nothing Because Only Little Could Be Done

“Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.” – Edmund Burke, statesman and writer (12 Jan 1729-1797)



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Kid Lost In Story

What’s the difference between a kid at play and an artist lost in art? Give up?  Maybe me too….

Merryville - The Holidays at Cay's - Merryville Expressed

Kid Lost In Story
by Michael Romani

Hand sketched
And mentally stretched
The artist knows her caper
Put down as it on paper

A kid lost in her story
Lost in playground of glory
Sculptures of fantasy
Adrenaline in ecstasy 

Building blocks
Played on the rocks
This is how children learn
In an oceanic energy burn

Too much of the world preconstructed
In ways imposing rules instructed
Restrictive and a bit of percussion
Hellbent toward creativity's destruction

It can't be understood
Any other way
It's just no good
To get in our way

Part and pieces fit together
Never worse, always better
When we let these things flow
And this, my child, is how we grow

It's okay to do it all wrong
It's how we find where we belong
There in those awkward moments
That make us smile at all that's meant

(c) January 22, 2020  Michael Romani
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Missing Melody  Revisited - Merry Go Round and Round




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A Victorian Legacy

Have you ever read all of the Dickens works?  I know most of us are familiar with A Christmas Carol, David Copperfield and perhaps a few more.  But, what a time and age to live through with all of its issues in giving voice to the lives lived then.  In one part magical and another tragic – all of it bears on the world we live today.

The Dickens Project 2019 -Carriage Ride

A Victorian Legacy
by Michael Romani

Snow falls on the city street
While a carriage comes to meet
Two who know love and travails
Only certain that love must prevail

Even in squalor and poverty 
There is found cause for joy in its delicacy
An orphaned boy is taught the value of a penny
While house is not a home when its empty

No longer filled by the soul of the hearth
Who once inhabited it fully and in mirth
Hearts won and lost in this cold city
Know the meaning of deep winter's pity

Death comes to demand its respect
With Christmas Eve refusing its own neglect
All of this is consumed inside a library
That holds its treasured Dickensian legacy

All of debt kept close in Scrooge's ledger
Is diminished into contempt hungering and eager
That its demands must be circumspected
As long as society finds itself lost and neglected

(c) January 22, 2020  Michael Romani
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The Dickens Proejct - Christmas Square Dance IIII





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