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First Principles: Hold Fast To the Bible As The Sheet-Anchor of Your Liberties; Write Its Precepts In Your Hearts, and Practice Them In Your Lives
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Shifting Through the Ashes
Shifting Through the Ashes
by Michael Doyle
Standing here talking close together
You say it's for worse or for better
Shifting through the ashes of an argument
Can you tell me, baby, where the money's spent?
You laugh and concede it as a steady need
Waiting for me to ignore as you plead
That a woman likes to look good for her man
But how long has it been since you've held my hand?
Angels of fortune, they know their lies
The truths they conceal behind their eyes
Star maps hold the beauty of constellations
But none are so gorgeous as my sweet fascination
Letting go of false idols as you pretend to follow
Child of the sun, but you wear like a shadow
There's the worse sort of danger there inside
It is not of those you can too easily hide
Like a child abandoned in a stranger's room
Your velveteen lips spell echoes of doom
Your joy for life is mired in its bitterness
For so much going on, there is a lot of emptiness
Angels of fortune, they know their lies
The truths they conceal behind their eyes
Star maps hold the beauty of constellations
But none are so gorgeous as my sweet fascination
Somewhere above the skies is what connects us
The trick of this ramble is to reach for the nexus
Like two falling stars that meet as they collide
I open my eyes too late to care about my pride
For the love of the god of wishful thinking
I often find myself alone in my drinking
Making games of guessing at walled shadows
And in the end, all I know is less than the fire's glow
Angels of fortune, they know their lies
The truths they conceal behind their eyes
Star maps hold the beauty of constellations
But none are so gorgeous as my sweet fascination
(c) February 6, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: To Be Prepared For War, Is One of the Most Effectual Means of Preserving Peace
“To be prepared for war, is one of the most effectual means of preserving peace.” – George Washington (1790)
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Thought For the Day: Everybody Believes In Something and Everybody, By Virtue of the Fact That They Believe In Something, Uses That Something To Support Their Own Existence
“Everybody believes in something and everybody, by virtue of the fact that they believe in something, uses that something to support their own existence.” – Frank Zappa
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Past Blinking Twice
Past Blinking Twice
by Michael Doyle
Some say forgetting is a gift
It's a way past the rift
Between personal rationalization
And what allows you past sensations
The ones that we cannot forgive
And yet it is that we must live
However, far past the threshold
That our senses won't allow told
Lying there in a puddle of blood
We forget we survived crawling from the mud
To become something somehow stronger
And each day of life allowed us longer
We had to become ugly and mean
To evolve into stronger human beings
But most of all, we had to forget to be nice
To do these things without blinking twice
There is no amount of fear or sorrow
That will get us through to our tomorrow
When and if we remember what we've done
Things unthinkable to have happened to anyone
The knife blade caresses but does not cut
Past the truths of the unwilling gut
The last laugh belongs to those strong enough to live
The struggle is found when we forget but don't forgive
A threat is raised to those no longer nice
A cheer is spoken to those who blinked twice
A remembrance that the best part of life is living
And in this rage, decided there was enough forgiving
This thing, half-ignored but passed off as therapy
We'll never likely never find a cure for me
It's the endless discussion that goes on forever
Yet, somehow, someone thinks it's clever
(c) February 5, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: I Hate War As Only A Soldier Who Has Lived It Can, Only As One Who Has Seen Its Brutality, Its Futility, Its Stupidity
“I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.” – Dwight D. Eisenhower
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Thought For the Day: Those Who Corrupt the Public Mind Are Just As Evil As Those Who Steal From the Public Purse
“Those who corrupt the public mind are just as evil as those who steal from the public purse.”- Adlai E. Stevenson
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To Be Understood
To Be Understood
by Michael Doyle
We get carried away by the moonlight
Forgetting ourselves in the hope of getting it right
The garden walls throw off our shadows
In hopes for what we do not truly know
In all this world's flight or fight distraction
It becomes hard to tell in any attraction
What will come as we show our true face
And we hope that it's one they'll embrace
These are the things we want by every inference
Anxiety hits us at the thought of our differences
There's a certain shyness felt in the touch
When our feelings can grow to be too much
A box of chocolate hints that maybe it's okay
Hurray for you for making it through the day
Inch by inch, we undertake this sacred task
Little by little, we reveal ourselves from the mask
Hoping that special someone will give us a chance
Slowly, we approach that Valentine's romance
We wonder if, for once, we'll be seen for our good
And hope that, for once, maybe we'll be understood
(c) February 4, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: Tyrants Accomplish Their Purposes Without Resistance, Is, By Disarming the People, and Making It An Offense To Keep Arms
“One of the ordinary modes, by which tyrants accomplish their purposes without resistance, is, by disarming the people, and making it an offense to keep arms.” – Justice Joseph Story
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Thought For the Day: It Takes A Lot of Time To Be A Genius, You Have To Sit Around So Much Doing Nothing, Really Doing Nothing
“It takes a lot of time to be a genius, you have to sit around so much doing nothing, really doing nothing.” – Gertrude Stein, novelist, poet, and playwright (3 Feb 1874-1946)
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 