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Thought For the Day: The Whole World Is A Series of Miracles, But We’re So Used To Them We Call Them Ordinary Things
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First Principles: The Moral Principles and Precepts Contained In the Scriptures Ought To Form the Basis of All Our Civil Constitutions and Laws
“The moral principles and precepts contained in the Scriptures ought to form the basis of all our civil constitutions and laws . . . The religion which has introduced civil liberty is the religion of Christ and his Apostles . . . This is genuine Christianity and to this we owe our free constitutions of government.” – Noah Webster
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Peace and War
Peace and War
by Michael Doyle
When it comes to moments like war,
It feels rare that anyone is truly winning.
There's always something that changes the score.
Before we know it, we're back to the beginning.
There's something about the total brutality.
It strips away any semblance of humanity.
These outbursts of cruelty circle around incomplete
With neither side fully willing to confess defeat.
One side or the other has a hand that it's hiding.
However much, surrender is what they're confiding.
As long as a people cling to the belief in victory,
The conflict recedes, then returns later in history.
It's something that runs deeper than vanity.
It has almost nothing to do with degrees of sanity.
Each side has allegiance running through its blood,
And each side is willing to continue crawling in the mud.
Each side has roots of continuous currency,
But the desire for peace is drawn in our history.
That is, until we want to fight for a lasting peace
And ties to the past can find its release.
The tolerance of Persia leads directly to Iran's hate.
Is there a thread of latency of hope in modern man?
Patience has never been politics' greatest virtue.
But understand this, there is so much for us to do.
We need to reach for peace through modernity.
We need to know that there's enough future left to see.
The people of Iran are not so lost to extremism.
To believe all are the enemy is nothing but pessimism.
There is so much for us that is at stake.
Our children depend on outliving a 50-year mistake.
A spring cleaning will remove the clerics from power.
With that dream accomplished, peace will have its hour.
(c)April 1, 2026 Michael Doyle
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The Jester and the Reaper
The Jester and the Reaper
by Michael Doyle
It is near impossible
To look at the world capable
Of not knowing great sorrow,
And worried about tomorrow.
I've seen love lost
At its tremendous cost.
I watch children losing hope,
As if at the end of life's rope.
I sit here wondering why
Or even how we do more than sgh.
Heavy tears fall as we cry,
Doubting if the truth is just a lie.
The blackness of death surrounds,
While helplessness abounds.
Why does God do as He does?
Is hope for the future now a "was?"
A widowed mother dies n her bed
Love for her family, the thought in her head.
As great cities crumble and burn down,
The Jester and the Reaper fight for the crown.
I sit here wondering why
Or even how we do more than sigh.
Heavy tears fall as we cry,
Doubting if the truth is just a lie.
The wise help the sick and the poor
Seeking God's satisfaction, we hope for more.
Those who seek evil often seem to succeed,
Until the people find them empty, filled with need.
There is a hole of pain inside,
As we beg our God to take our wounded pride.
God is merciful, however steep the price.
Life comes with no deeper advice.
I sit here wondering why
Or even how we do more than sigh.
Heavy tears fall as we cry,
Doubting if the truth is just a lie.
The ordeals of life often lead to mistakes,
Some gentler, others lead to a deeper ache.
Each must be taken in their stride,
How else is life to become satisfied?
There is no better way but to live,
Taking life with every breath that God gives.
Be it wicked or righteous, who are we to say?
The best that life has is this very day.
I sit here wondering why
Or even how we do more than sigh.
Heavy tears fall as we cry,
Doubting if the truth is just a lie.
(c) March 31, 2026 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: This Is A Government of the People, By the People, and For the People No Longer. It Is A Government of Corporations, By Corporations, and For Corporations
“The real difficulty is with the vast wealth and power in the hands of the few and the unscrupulous who represent or control capital. Hundreds of laws of Congress and the state legislatures are in the interest of these men and against the interests of workingmen. These need to be exposed and repealed. All laws on corporations, on taxation, on trusts, wills, descent, and the like, need examination and extensive change. This is a government of the people, by the people, and for the people no longer. It is a government of corporations, by corporations, and for corporations.” – Rutherford B. Hayes
We see this personified by the Democratic Party more than by the Republican Party in contemporary politics. We must be ever on guard to protect the interests of the working persons and the middle class of our nation.
Thought For the Day: Movement Never Lies. It Is A Barometer Telling the State of the Soul’s Weather To All Who Can Read It
“Movement never lies. It is a barometer telling the state of the soul’s weather to all who can read it.” – Martha Graham
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First Principles: I Am A Friend To Righteous Government, To A Government Founded Upon the Principles of Reason and Justice; But I Glory In Avowing My Eternal Enmity To Tyranny
“Some boast of being friends to government; I am a friend to righteous government, to a government founded upon the principles of reason and justice; but I glory in publicly avowing my eternal enmity to tyranny.” – John Hancock
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Thought For the Day: I Play the Notes As They Are Written, But It Is God Who Makes the Music
“I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.” – Johann Sebastian Bach
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Lift the Toast
Lift the Toast
by Michael Doyle
When in Rome, do as the crazy Romans do
That's how boys meet girls, and I met you.
Surprise with the clink of a passing toast,
That's when I realized your eyes shone the most.
There was something in your laugh I heard,
With a wink of your eye, nearly blurred.
A love song wafted into the early night,
There was something about it that felt so right.
The magic plays straight from the heart.
It's something special dressed up like art.
At least that's what you told me with your smile.
In a dream of a dream, you said you loved my style.
There's fun to be had in each passing day,
You show me that without knowing you're giving it away.
In greeting and goodbye, you tell me ciao bello,
And that kiss on my cheek only goes to show
That your heart knows all there is to know
By being genuine, not any kind of show.
Like a handwritten note, you know how to tell
All of my secrets that make me want to feel.
The magic plays straight from the heart.
It's something special dressed up like art.
At least that's what you told me with your smile.
In a dream of a dream, you said you loved my style.
Maybe no relationship is perfect, as one of those,
The type you see in the movies and would have chosen
As if that were some kind of the best ability,
To be within the parameters of loving capability.
But the one feeling that I feel we'll never invoke,
Is the cold-hearted goodbye that will never be spoken.
I know that from the way that you keep me near,
And it's funny how your laugh with me never makes me fear.
The magic plays straight from the heart.
It's something special dressed up like art.
At least that's what you told me with your smile.
In a dream of a dream, you said you loved my style.
(c) March 30, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: You Do Not Belong To You. You Belong To the Universe
“You do not belong to you. You belong to the universe. The significance of you will remain forever obscure to you, but you may assume you are fulfilling your significance if you apply yourself to converting all you experience to highest advantage to others. Make the world work, for 100% of humanity, in the shortest possible time, through spontaneous cooperation, without ecological offense or the disadvantage of anyone.” – R. Buckminster Fuller
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 