“Government is not reason; it is not eloquent; it is force. Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master. Experience has taught us that it is much easier to prevent an enemy from posting themselves than it is to dislodge them after they have got possession, and when the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter.” – George Washington
Being True To Oneself
by Michael Doyle
One doesn't need to be a king to wield authority.
One only needs to have and possess personal sovereignty.
To know that strength lies in one's personal dignity.
And to dare to speak one's truth with great authority.
Hamlet is attributed as saying to one's self be true.
And you and I? We know this truth is solidly true.
It is the pathway to gain success and be happy.
And in this, we understand Trump's success is in empathy.
Though the Left loves to decry an authoritarian personality
The reason for brokered peace around the world is his empathy.
The Oracle at Delphi challenged each of us to "know thyself."
This is perhaps the greatest truth on any bookshelf.
Seneca echoed this as being perhaps the greatest tool.
It is the tool that separates a wise man from a fool.
Damaging errors and undue bias in all of their confusion,
Mislead us into the cruelest of self-serving delusion.
Claiming, as it were, all sorts of lies and deceptions.
Like untrue Russian Hoaxes in attempts to win the nation.
Knowing ourselves is the toughest of challenges to master.
It causes even the bravest hearts to beat ever faster.
To do so, one gains self-awareness and the walk of honesty.
However imperfect the walk may be, it is one of integrity.
It is in this integrity that one gains an innate power
To be able to gain first insights and then rule the hour.
The hour of every crisis in a world filled with self-doubt.
The wisest of the wise have this much somewhat aptly figured out.
It is to see the world of yourself, for yourself, correctly.
And then to see the world how the world sees you indirectly.
It is to walk this world, seeing what others think they know.
Knowing that they do not correctly know and that it's a show.
Such insights open the door to holding personal integrity.
In this, those who would not be king build their legacy.
(c) June 30, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“Democracy and socialism have nothing in common but one word, equality. But notice the difference: while democracy seeks equality in liberty, socialism seeks equality in restraint and servitude.” – Alexis de Tocqueville
“When plunder becomes a way of life for a group of men in a society, over the course of time they create for themselves a legal system that authorizes it and a moral code that glorifies it.” -Frédéric Bastiat, economist and writer (30 Jun 1801-1850)
A Small Matter of Growing Faith
by Michael Doyle
We gather in an authentic community,
We are at one with all other members of the family.
After all, all churches are truly one
Lost in the thunder of the Father and the Son.
Faith grows at its own pace,
Fully within the comfort of its own space.
Abounding in the blessings of gratitude,
We hold these truths as more than platitude.
In this era of the overly sensitive and feeling,
There is room to think about spiritual healing.
All across the states of this praying nation,
We need to heal the wounds of our broken relations.
Looking for miracles in the world of today,
According to the scriptures, it's God's way.
God is the same today as He was yesterday,
We just need to get our blinders out of the way.
Asked prayers receive yes, no, and sometimes maybe.
It's not always the same for you and me
Miracles are not a matter of cultivation,
But a matter of faith, requiring some maturation.
Tendencies committed in the name of harmony
Need to be evaluated within our Christian family.
When it's not working and we come up next to empty,
We need to find the touch of merciful empathy.
Our faith saves us in the healing ministry.
Love is the price paid without any mystery.
Through grace and goodness, always revealing,
Jesus stands with us when we need healing.
In the brokenness of this world's despair,
Our God moves toward the pain to repair.
Eternal hope and love defeat Satan's living Hell,
Allowing believers Heaven in which to dwell.
Carried through a lifetime filled with its pain,
Our theology takes the time and care to explain
The how and the why we are enabled to run through death.
We know this belief to the last of our breath.
God comes with us through all that we endure.
There is no lost cause that God cannot cure.
God's faithfulness is found in His consistency.
Miracles bring Heaven to Earth throughout history.
Self-location allows our steps toward healing.
We need to know where we are without concealing,
To step forward in truth, we must be self-aware
This is the unconcealed truth that must be laid bare.
We must never fear, but instead we must believe
This is the condition precedent for each to receive.
Desperation causes us to waver and can deceive
But if we put our faith in God, He will relieve
Whatever malady that comes our lonesome way.
Among our best answers is to quietly pray.
We know that our Lord God listens to our needs.
We know this is so, because it's how the Gospel reads.
(c) June 29, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” – Eleanor Roosevelt
“Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.” – Philippians 2:3-4
The Riddle of the Sands
by Michael Doyle
With my mind's last breath
I felt myself melt into my death.
Reality faded into flowery dimensions,
None of which flows with great precision.
But the sounds inside were already gone
Before I realized what it was to go on.
Embracing the liquid sky from Mars to Mercury,
This temple of wonders was a lot to see.
My streams of half-forgotten thoughts
Had unreal perceptions of shoulds and oughts.
These led me to gaze at a fire so far away
That I would have sworn it was yesterday.
Touching waves as time lapsed into yesterday,
I clung to the memories I thought of along the way.
My dreaming eyes looked up at the starlight,
Forging my identity with the spirits of the night.
Was it all just psychobabble of the old and wise?
Or something surreal that filled my eyes?
The silence was when my fingers got burned
And you laughed at me, at how I hadn't learned.
Jesus, He certainly knows me
Driving the last spike of my misery.
I should leave dreaming to when I sleep.
The things I've seen make me want to weep.
Tell me why I hold on to my fragile heart.
I always have, since the very start.
Leery of the ways of the world in all its hurt -
Walking off the trauma on full stop, red alert.
Since I lost you, I've realized that I'm not so clever.
Living feels like it is cold and goes on forever.
The days fade into the months of the frozen years.
And the riddle of the sands is found in my tears.
(c) June 28, 2025 Michael Doyle
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I believe in friendly compromise. I said over in the Senate hearings that truth is the glue that holds government together. Compromise is the oil that makes governments go.– Gerald R. Ford
“Coming together is a beginning, staying together is progress, and working together is success.” – Henry Ford
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