“It is the duty of every man to render to the Creator such homage…Before any man can be considered as a member of Civil Society, he must be considered as a subject of the Governor of the Universe.” – James Madison, “Memorial and Remonstrance Against Religious Assessments To the Honorable the General Assembly of the Commonwealth of Virginia” by James Madison, June 20, 1785.
In All My Living Days
by Michael Doyle
In all my living days
I will lift my voice in praise
I'm overjoyed by what I've found
Happily blessed, chasing it around
All because He rose
As every wiseman knows
He took our sins from us
And we know this because
He's taken the time to save
Each of us from our graves
Saving us from death
I find it hard to catch my breath
Baptized through immersion
I felt renewed in my conversion
And given my reason to praise
Lifting my head up through my days
I write for worship and connection
There's a melody with purpose and devotion
This devotion aims at the relationship
Of love felt and share in our worship
(c) October 20, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“Do not wait for leaders; do it alone, person to person.” – Mother Teresa
“(I)n everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.– Matthew 7:12
For the Sake of Community
by Michael Doyle
Decisions are made for the sake of community
As we join hands to rebuild a sickened society
Words and intonation create a transcendent headspace
Where the weak fill their need for a sense of place
Trust in the plan as the tepid cult leaders say
Along with other thought terminating cliches
These, those, and other words are semantic stop signs
They form the cue to accept the identity within the party line
Loaded language dispels and discourages analysis
As the cult finds ways to build on mental paralysis
Heightened emotions are coercive through language's power
Clearer eyes are needed or we'll become devoured
From Manson to NXIVM, all cults find it essential
That those with low self-esteem curb their potential
Disintegrations and possibility join in revelation
Victims are sleep-deprived and love-bombed into isolation
All the hip tricks and tics lead to hope for transformation
As the sacrificial children seek after new found inspiration
All of this seems like the feel good that turned out bad
What was thought to be a blessing became a case of being had
Loaded language dispels and discourages analysis
As the cult finds ways to build on mental paralysis
Heightened emotions are coercive through language's power
Clearer eyes are needed or we'll become devoured
Misinformation constantly pours in to riddle the dramedy
That were it not so serious would be the sheerest comedy
From the dark forced into the light of broad scrutiny
All that is conspiracy must be held up for accountability
Through the lens we examine life and death's incidence
Wondering if somehow, some way, it is simply coincidence
That so many fall under the power and the Satanic sway
That creates a killing word game that has too much play
Loaded language dispels and discourages analysis
As the cult finds ways to build on mental paralysis
Heightened emotions are coercive through language's power
Clearer eyes are needed or we'll become devoured
(c) October 19, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“The advancement and diffusion of knowledge is the only guardian of true liberty.” – James Madison
“(T)he only other place comparable to these marvelous nether regions, must surely be naked space itself, out far beyond atmosphere, between the stars, where sunlight has no grip upon the dust and rubbish of planetary air, where the blackness of space, the shining planets, comets, suns, and stars must really be closely akin to the world of life as it appears to the eyes of an awed human being, in the open ocean, one half mile down.” – William Beebe, Half Mile Down
In the Solitude of Darkness
by Michael Doyle
To the degree that I do not fear
I am powerful enough to persevere
I say this with a heavy-hearted sigh
As my soul fixes its intellectual eye
The love and rage that exists inside me
Have become the source of my philosophy
My dreams transfix as they rearrange
Coming as they do with a sudden change
The world's secrets hold the design
That those like me seek to divine
Like a fallen angel becoming level
My heart is that of a malignant devil
Here, as I outstretch my wounded hand
Is it the work of my soul? I fail to understand
Uninspired by love at times, I live for others' fear
As I snarl, the beast inside howls, and others hear
There are wild seas and regions left to explore
And my heart of desire seeks these all the more
Everything is held to have its similar beginning
As sure as I stand, it comes from another's ending
Following this through with bitter instinct
I feel confident that all misery becomes extinct
Deep, dark solitude is my only true consolation
When the wickedness of my heart is my destination
In the solitude of my most profound sense of darkness
My self-expression becomes nothing short of harshness
And I sink to my knees, faltering under my depravity
That others lie and suggest is my greatest creativity
(c) October 18, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt. I fear. I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul.” – Bram Stoker, “Dracula”
“Resistance to tyranny becomes the Christian and social duty of each individual… Continue steadfast and, with a proper sense of your dependence on God, nobly defend those rights which heaven gave, and no man ought to take from us.” – John Hancock, History of the United States of America, Vol. II, p. 229
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