Thought For the Day: A Dictionary Might Be Read As A Poem About Everything

“I was reading the dictionary.  I thought it was a poem about everything.” – Steven Wright





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First Principles: Democracy Has the Propensity Towards Licentiousness

“The known propensity of a democracy is to licentiousness which the ambitious call, and ignorant believe to be liberty.” – Fisher Ames (1788)




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The Wolf of God

Cursed bane or blessing… am I alone in sometimes wondering which is which when it comes to watching the tortured souls and their travails that often make for those who  and what entertain us most?

VIPSkyBar - Still Reaching After Something

The Wolf of God
by Michael Romani

I have walked the places of darkness
Lived my fill of the harshness
I have found kindness among the unkind
A second's sight among the blind
Thankfulness in a world of ingratitude
Comfort in the extremes of latitude
Of these times and of these faces
In both familiar and unfamiliar places
I am thankful to count you as my friend
One that will have my back unto the end
There are things that I've done wrong
But, beside you, step by step, I belong
Sharpened blades of words unsaid still test
That paths we walk in our very best

Weighed down heavy with a sense of fatigue
You've smiled at me your smile of intrigue
Speaking truth with a profound sense of destiny
I, the wolf of God, hold to the legendary
But, always of all the things I'm thankful for
The best are the hidden treasures of your more
We speak the shapes of things that are to come
With you joined at my side and then some
Your love is the second greatest gift I've been given
The first being to have been forgiven
Your eyes ask questions needing sincere reply
But the answers sought are in short supply
In my heart, I hear your truth so deep
Where there inside your mirrors keep

(c) November 18, 2018  Michael Romani
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Mama Brigette's Bayou - Church of Zydeco  Revisited








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Questions of the Soul

When you are or at least feel that you’re most alone do you hear them?

Oktoberfest Conversation- In Her Heart, I See My Soul

Questions of the Soul
by Michael Romani

Old injuries often breath again
Like phantom limbs reaching out like friends
This place; these people; often confuse
With a familiarity that will never lose
A smile that's not really a smile
And a know that's not really denial
There it is in the familiar feel
That thing that is both real and unreal
Like certainty in all of its confusion
And that feel of the concrete in our illusions
No steps walk us beyond our self made cages
Set out like waiting traps on our pages
It is said that it takes a thief to catch a thief
But, how much tragedy must fall to catch our grief?

(c) November 18, 2018  Michael Romani
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LEA 1: Choreography of a Tortured Soul





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First Principles: A Good Moral Character Is the First Essential of All Persons

“A good moral character is the first essential in a man, and that the habits contracted at your age are generally indelible, and your conduct here may stamp your character through life.” – George Washington (1790)




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Thought For the Day: Words Following Words Are Power

“A word after a word after a word is power. ”  -Margaret Atwood, poet and novelist (b. 18 Nov 1939)




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Skyscrapers Out of Gossamer

Gossip is the insipid breeding ground from which must wickedness is born.

Sacred Ground - We The People

Skyscrapers Out of Gossamer
by Michael Romani

Past affections become reshaped into their own hardened melody
Layers of self composed invective write a cheat sheet rhapsody
Projection of self loathing becomes all that can easily infer
While gossipers build petulant skyscrapers out of gossamer

Erratic caricatures are spilled across as accusations spawn
Blessed am I that you don't jump to conclusions easily drawn
Patent attitudes from exes dressed up in passive aggression
But your trust in me has long become it's best sort of lesson

Claws retracted giving softness to repay life's sarcasm
You bring me real love shone clearly as its microcosm
Lucid as a polished trope you casually clean house
Calling out the mental aggravation of a petrified louse

Offering me support and love, guiding me out of self-isolation
Whispering the truth that there is hope despite the desolation
I smile softly while holding you close warmed by your care
Knowing that when I look to my side you will always be there

You're bringing me back to music while your words become melody
Taking away all the manipulations that had caused the complexity
And showing me the path to the goodness and sweet simplicity
That has become its own self writing form of endearing rhapsody

I feel nothing but gratitude as one by one all trouble passes
And you help me lay to waste the troubled snakes in the grasses
Teaching me by example to be brave enough to simply say no
And where I had struggled to hang on I'm freer in letting go

This third act replacement in the self written story of life
Is one which you shown me to bring peace and love away strife
All of your contributions have added up to one big benediction
It's one filled with love and cherished with great anticipation

(c) November 17, 2018  Michael Romani
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Spooky Interactive Haunted House Revisited -Her Point Is Well Received





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Guitar Lesson

Tiggy and I have decided to maybe go ahead and have me play live music in an environment called Second Life.   Could be a lot of fun right?  As we were dancing to her choreography, she gave me some ideas of what she could do to make the music seem more like a live act.  From that and some reversal of roles and a liberal application of imagination, came this:

Lol - Guitar lesson

Guitar Lesson
by Michael Romani

You got a way to rock me baby
Pure and simple - don't mean maybe
With the way you move and walk
Let the strangers talk their talk
Just play your guitar so sweetly
You bring your best so completely
I hang on every note you play
Giving me that something I have to say
Your sparkle turns into its own burn
As you shake it up with each turn
You are the music that is my soul
When we jam that good ole rock n roll (c) November 17, 2018 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved

Home, Sweeet, Dome - Rocking Out




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Thought For the Day: The Danger In American Democratic Institutions Is Its Lack of Security Against Tyranny

“The main evil of the present democratic institutions of the united states does not raise, as is often asserted in Europe, from their weakness, but from their irresistible strength. I am not so much alarmed at the excessive liberty which reigns in that country as at the inadequate securities which one finds there against tyranny.” – Alexis De Tocqueville (1805-1859)






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First Principles: National Defense Is A Cardinal Duty of Every Statesman

“National defense is one of the cardinal duties of a statesman.”John Adams (1815)





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