First Principles: The American Republic Will Endure Until the Day Congress Discovers That It Can Bribe the Public With the Public’s Money

“The American Republic will endure until the day Congress discovers that it can bribe the public with the public’s money.” – Alexis de Tocqueville

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Walking In A Mystery

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Walking In A Mystery
by Michael Doyle

The preacher, in his way of reaching
Has spent his time preaching
The fullness of God's holy word
Bounces in letters that have become blurred

In all of God's glorious mystery
We've heard history and prophecy
Joined together as God's legacy
The real-life loved through you and me

The same as it was yesterday
Today still has time for us in every way
Life is loved with goodness and control
We follow the scriptures good for our souls

Between these pillars, I know peace and love
As we believers stand worshipping God above
All that happens is for God's good plan
We build our faith that we might understand

This book of red print is one of Jesus's revelation
As John transcribed these words of holy explanation
Letter by letter, John's letters spoke the truth
All of this is to be heard and learned from our youth

Prayer is the focal point of our attention
It reconnects us with the best of the right intention
Satan's lies are whispered to malign and distract
Shaken faith impacts how each of us will act

There are seven stars held in the holy hand
Of the one who holds the seven lampstands
All of this knowing that life knows what we do
He keeps His love attentively on me and you

Though hardships will come, surely they will go
AS the living waters continually flow
The good works are known and have grown
As we do and live the blessings shown

We, ourselves, must read the Bible to self-feed
This is the direction of truth that God leads
Worship is a thing of steady priority
Following God's call and knowing His authority

We must not be apathetic or grow cold
Our love for God and His people must not grow old
This is the importance of our relationship
That our hearts are set for rightful worship

The enemy of faith is indifference
We must keep the love and reverence
That keeps God and Jesus foremost on our minds
Keeping the love of God and Jesus as sublime

Stopping to think as we deeply feel
All the godly things we know to be real
Repeating and reprioritizing as we turn
Back to the faithfulness from which we learn

Getting back to where we once were
However much our lives made into a blur
It's not Jesus who moved from the driver's seat
It is you and me who have chosen to retreat

It's our unruly and unholy habits of
Doing those things that take us from love
Instead, we must revere God and His Son
Letting their and not our wills be done

(c) October 13, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Holy Ghost Headquaters - Fight the Good Fight

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Thought For the Day: Hope Is the Thing With Feathers That Perches In the Soul – and Sings the Tunes Without the Words and Never Stops At All

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” – Emily Dickinson

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First Principles: Blessed Is the One Who Reads Aloud the Words of This Prophecy, and Blessed Are Those Who Hear It and Take To Heart What Is Written In It, Because the Time Is Near

 Blessed is the one who reads aloud the words of this prophecy, and blessed are those who hear it and take to heart what is written in it, because the time is near.” – Revelation 1:3

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Just One More Psychotic Break

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Just One More Psychotic Break
by Michael Doyle

Cosmic horror played the killing school
That taught the writer of chilling ghouls
This was the bogeyman's secret in his tomb
That rose up from the barren gothic womb

This was where a dark demon became a faceless god
The place where nothing sinister ever felt odd
Those from the mythos have preferences as to how to die
And who it is they'll prefer being killed by

Who can see inside a dark psycho's demented brain
Who is it that rides that long, Hell-bound train
His world is filled with the macabre and dark fantasy
This is where he hid the beast who lived up in the abbey

The devil's staircase held a lit candle in glass
Past which the unholy would never be able to pass
Until the keeper met the secret opener of the way
And at last, Jack the Ripper had his murderous day

Some may seem to be mild and part of the ordinary
But turn out psychotic murderers in their duality
Unsuspected details unravel into a graven situation
And who is to really who or what is the actual creation

Who can see inside a dark psycho's demented brain
Who is it that rides that long, Hell-bound train
His world is filled with the macabre and dark fantasy
This is where he hid the beast who lived up in the abbey

Robert Bloch wrote silently like a haunter of the dark
He knew black magic, but he never knew the werewolf's bark
The time came, as it does, to wound the souls of all heels
But only a writer like this can count all personal Hells

Some may seem to be mild and part of the ordinary
But turn out psychotic murderers in their duality
Unsuspected details unravel into a graven situation
And who is to really who or what is the actual creation

There, in the darkest dark of all the forgotten portions
Lies the rested way of the vampire's scorn and devotion
Human sacrifice is needed for the bad to reach immortality
To hate this as a way of life is only human sentimentality

All of us seek to live on in life or in our life's legacy
Just axe Lizzie Borden or anyone known as half-legendary
Imaginative tales ravel themselves around dark midnight
Knowing that real bad friends hide in disorder until the light

Who can see inside a dark psycho's demented brain
Who is it that rides that long, Hell-bound train
His world is filled with the macabre and dark fantasy
This is where he hid the beast who lived up in the abbey

Some may seem to be mild and part of the ordinary
But turn out psychotic murderers in their duality
Unsuspected details unravel into a graven situation
And who is to really who or what is the actual creation

(c) October 11, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Impact Mental Health - Spotlight On the Broken Arrows of Time

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First Principles: Measures Are Too Often Decided, Not According To the Rules of Justice and the Rights of the Minor Party, But By the Superior Force of an Interested and Overbearing Majority

“Measures are too often decided, not according to the rules of justice and the rights of the minor party, but by the superior force of an interested and overbearing majority.” – James Madison

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Thought For the Day: The Most Valuable Possession You Can Own Is An Open Heart. The Most Powerful Weapon You Can Be Is An Instrument of Peace

“The most valuable possession you can own is an open heart. The most powerful weapon you can be is an instrument of peace.” – Carlos Santana

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Sacred Call

Sacred Call
by Michael Doyle

My eyes are set above
Focused on my God's love
I raise my voice in gratitude
Fixing right my attitude

The Holy Spirit knows us all
In its guidance, as we recall
Singing out with our full voice
I live every moment by my free choice

At the top of my lungs, I praise
Even in the whisper of my days
The name of the Lord is worthy
He's the savior and my all to me

Thankful for this relationship
That exceeds moments of worship
Our trust belongs only to the Son
By God's will, His best is done

God's and God's alone
The tomb has a removed stone
Christ has risen for us all
Hallelujah is our sacred call

(c) October 11, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Live In Each Season As It Passes; Breathe the Air, Drink the Water, Taste the Fruit, and Resign Yourself To the Influence of the Earth

 “Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.” – Henry David Thoreau

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First Principles: The Rights of Conscience, of Bearing Arms, of Changing the Government, Are Declared To Be Inherent In the People

“The rights of conscience, of bearing arms, of changing the government, are declared to be inherent in the people.” – Fisher Ames

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