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Monthly Archives: January 2022
The Maze (Inside Our Minds)
The Maze (Inside Our Minds)by Michael DoyleConsciousness is who we areEqually near as it is farPast every bit of memoryRather in sadness or reveriePast the loops of improvisationThat edges us toward our creationTeetering there on the edges of madnessAre the … Continue reading
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Tagged Alive, Answer, Believe, Collect, Consciousness, Creation, Dedication, Deep Question, Destruction, Dignity, Edge, Essence, Far, Freedom, Gates, Ghosts, Gifts, Glimpse, Hesitation, Honor, Hour, Humanity, Improvisation, In the End, Liberation, Lies, Life, Loops, Love, Madness, Maze, Meditation, Memory, Mind, Myster, Near, Nothing Else, Open Door, Own, Poetry and Poems, Point, Pristine, Pure, Reconstruction, Reverie, Sadness, Step, Survive, Thought, Truth, View, Vital Key, Will Power, Zest
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Thought For the Day: May Each of You Have the Heart to Conceive, the Understanding To Direct, and the Hand to Execute Works That Will Make the World A Little Better For Your Having Been Here
“My fondest hope for each one of you — and especially for the young people here — is that you will love your country, not for her power or wealth, but for her selflessness and her idealism. May each of … Continue reading
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Tagged A Little Better, Conceive, Direct, Each, Execute, Hand, Having Been Here, Heart, Ronald Reagan, Thought For the Day, Understanding, Works, World
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First Principles: In the Supposed State of Nature, All Men Are Equally Bound By the Laws of Nature, Or To Speak More Properly, the Laws of the Creator
“In the supposed state of nature, all men are equally bound by the laws of nature, or to speak more properly, the laws of the Creator.” – Samuel Adams
Thought For the Day: The Theory of the Communists May Be Summed Up In the Single Sentence: Abolition of Private Property….Take Away the Heritage of A People and They Are Easily Destroyed
“The theory of the Communists may be summed up in the single sentence: Abolition of private property. … Take away the heritage of a people and they are easily destroyed.” – Karl Marx, Communist Manifesto (1848)
On the Altar of My Life
On the Altar of My Lifeby Michael DoyleIn every moment, even or oddYou put me together, Lord GodIn every flaw and every breakYou have eased every single acheYou have shown me the truthLived every moment since my youthEvery shame of … Continue reading
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Tagged Ache, All of My Days, Altar, Altar of My Life, Beauty, Break, Breath, Christ, Creation, Cry, Day, Destination, Die, Enduring Faith, Every Moment, Eyes, Fullness, Glory, Heart, Law, Life, Lifting You Up, Living Altar, Lord God, Magnified, Man, Meaning, Near, Page, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Sacrifice, Shame, Shaped, Signified, Sing, Story, Strains, Sunrise, Thankful, The Glory, Truth, Your Ways, Youth
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First Principles: The Only Thing Necessary For Evil To Triumph Is For Good Men To Do Nothing
“The only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” – Edmund Burke
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Tagged Edmund Burke, Evil, First Prinicples, Good Men, Necessary, Nothing, Only Thing
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Waking From Lies
Waking From Liesby Michael DoyleThe life before usSeen as if waking from liesMaybe it never wasWe awake with opened eyesDanger stands on either sideWhile we choose our confessionWe can fake that it stops at wounded prideOr press forward despite our … Continue reading
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Tagged Books, Cast Off, Children, Choose, Confession, Content, Danger, Disappear, Either Side, End of the Story, Every Day, Every Heart, Feel, Feeling Alive, Forget, Hope, Human Beings, Hurt, Kiss, Learn, Lies, Life Before Us, Never Was, Opened Eyes, Poetry and Poems, Predilection, Press Forward, Pretend, Quest, Questioning, Real, Real Meaning, Reverie, Seek Happiness, Seeking Glory, Sermons, Shadows, Sorrow, Stay Near, Tears, Tomorrow, Travel, Vast Distances, Wake, Waking From Lies, Walk, Wounded Pride
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