“Gravity explains the motions of the planets, but it cannot explain who sets the planets in motion.” – Isaac Newton

“Gravity explains the motions of the planets, but it cannot explain who sets the planets in motion.” – Isaac Newton

“Make everything as simple as possible, but not simpler. A man should look for what is, and not for what he thinks should be. We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them. A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy? Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex… It takes a touch of genius – and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction. All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. It’s not that I’m so smart, it’s just that I stay with problems longer.” – Albert Einstein


To NadinKatrin:
To Love Like Swans
by Michael Doyle
Our love is like the love of swans
My love, you are always in my heart
We may now swim separate ponds
But in our hearts, we are never apart
It hurts when I can’t look into your eyes
Our forever love isn’t hard to recognize
Every day it fills each other’s heart
Yes, there’s distance, but we’re not apart
Complications can feel like they shatter
But in the long run, they really don’t matter
Not in in the long run, when we are done
The world will know your love is the one
When you aren’t in my arms , I feel the pain
Running through me like a savage pain
Even then , we come together in our dreams
Dancing across this world’s moonbeams
Ours is the love of swans, meant forever
To break apart, is something that will never
Happen to us we are as invincible as stone
Without you, I am no good on my own
I have eyes enough to see and am not blind
This love of ours will never be left behind
So long as you are the heartbeat of my heart
You have been my soul from our very start
Please, take another look deep into my eyes
As we awake looking into the morning’s rise
We are forever and will always hold to our love
As sure as there is a God and His stars are above
(c) December 27, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Love Notes
by Michael Doyle
It's a three lock box
It is ours to remove these locks
There in the holy three-in-one
Are the Father, Spirit, and the Son
I cry as I think of the things they've done
Now I am redeemed and the victory won
The day that I prayed to the Son
My salvation was already begun
Laying in a hospital waiting for death
I prayed to an unknown God with my last breath
Finding a glimmer of hope within my heart
If only I might have fully known my part
I sit here now looking back
Having found what I once lacked
Faith and hope led to that great love
It's given to us freely from Heaven above
Church is starting and still I pray
That the Lord guide the words that I say
As I strum on my old guitar
Hoping these love notes will travel far
(c) December 27, 2024 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“Where is the security for property, for reputation, for life, if the sense of religious obligation deserts the oaths…?” – George Washington (1796)

“The more I study nature, the more I stand amazed at the work of the Creator. Science brings men nearer to God.” – Louis Pasteur, , chemist and bacteriologist (27 Dec 1822-1895)


Christmas Island Memory
by Michael Doyle
Even Christmas Island has its rules
Though they're not type you learn in schools
But the types that build useful tools
The type needed by wise men, common folk, and fools
One of these is to drop the guessing
Accepting each moment as its own blessing
Knowing that life is filled with lessons to learn
And recognizing each lesson at every turn
Life isn't about changing our days
But settling into life's patient ways
Finding that push and pull have their ends
That's where each of the other truly begins
Every day has its own special way
To turn life to what we need to say
Mot of all it is to find time enough to play
This brings the crush of joy to each day
Joy it seems is what we all need to know
So that smaller hearts know how to sufficiently grow
We steal our kisses by moonlight and mistletoe
Until the smiles on our faces brighten and glow
If we want our time to turn out best
Christmas Island will treat you as its guest
Put your mistrust to its suspicious rest
And trust God and Santa to pass this test
Perpetual motion puts life on a tread mill
It's the quiet moments that allow us to be still
The rumor is we have to make life right
If only we keep the Christmas miracles in our sight
A good Christmas is shaped by our hearts
It is the smiles that find their part
To spread the joy as we sing
Christmas finds its way through the three kings
Happiness isn't so hard for us to understand
As wishes come true and we find life kind
There it is for all of us to see
As we live our Christmas Island memory
(c) December 26, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“This process of election affords a moral certainty that the office of President will seldom fall to the lot of any man who is not in an eminent degree endowed with the requisite qualifications.” – Alexander Hamilton in Federalist No. 68 (1788)
Remember when the Democratic Party leadership propped up a singularly unqualified man to hold office just months ago? Imagine if he had won because of lawfare and other malicious abuses of our electoral and legal processes.

“One of the nice things about problems is that a good many of them do not exist except in our imaginations.” – Steve Allen


Christmas and Its Dysfunctions
by Michael Doyle
Life around Christmas can be crazy
Though the reasons why can feel hazy
The story of Christmas continues on and on
In versions of dreams from just beyond
But with family, it comes together
With every improvised verse, it just gets better
Everyone we love, it seems is a superstar
Especially if they can strum a guitar
Happy Christmas; you've been missed
The "come on in" is sealed and kissed
One more drink leads to one more story
This family of ours has seen its glory
The stars outside are in conjunction
Even if our dreams live, we barely function
Somehow, we've managed to muddle through
It's just the truth lived in what we do
The pain that comes with too many fights
Comes decorated with strings of Christmas lights
We live our way into the following Christmas Day
Wondering what it is Jesus would say
Happy Christmas; you've been missed
The "come on in" is sealed and kissed
One more drink leads to one more story
This family of ours has seen its glory
The life we love to hate is an open invitation
To somehow see past the poignant aggravation
She stares out the window at the holiday lights
All these passing years have known some crazy nights
Small talk is shared just to plant its smile
The life we share brings us through all the while
We fall in love weighted on our bruised knees
Then type our stories and verses on wounded keys
Happy Christmas; you've been missed
The "come on in" is sealed and kissed
One more drink leads to one more story
This family of ours has seen its glory
(c) December 25, 2024 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

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