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First Principles: The Question Is Not What Rights Naturally Belong To Man, But How They May Be Most Equally and Effectually Guarded In Society
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A Speculative Blush of History
A Speculative Blush of History
by Michael Doyle
In part, science fiction involves mystery
Other times, speculation about history
What might have been or might well be
Had things only turned out a bit differently
All the casual moments of interpretation
Of events real and in the imagination
From War and Peace to science fiction
Invent perspectives for their depiction
Historical speculation applies deduction
From known sciences to begin reconstruction
Turning the few facts that might be known
Into a story that has become fully grown
Alternative histories are not just pure imagination
But rely on templates of the past and the machination
Of theory mixed with observations from the real past
Used together to formulate a fictive recast
In all the potential outcomes from darkness falling
It is worth considering Mark Twain Yankee calling
For an alternative better world that turned to fright
As modernism is revealed as killing of the knights
Alternative history does not always determine the outcome
It seems a twist of fate that brings man to save God's kingdom
Behold that man and others who travel back to time's direction
To bring about the future by fomenting true connection
In all the layers within these stories it seems to be
That there is no such thing as one real and true history
Parlor games create the illusions that we accept as real
And that's the monstrosity of this alternative deal
(c) October 28, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Blush, Deduction, Depcition, Differently, Facts, Fictive, Historical Speculation, History, Imagination, Interpretation, Machination, Mystery, Observation, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Reconstrution, Science, Science Fiction, Speculative, Templates, Theory, War and Peace
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First Principles: Freedom of Speech Is A Principal Pillar of A Free Government: When This Support Is Taken Away, the Constitution of a Free Society Is Dissolved
“Freedom of speech is a principal pillar of a free government: When this support is taken away, the constitution of a free society is dissolved.” – Benjamin Franklin, in The Pennsylvania Gazette
Thought For the Day: To Know and Love One Other Human Being Is the Root of All Wisdom
“To know and love one other human being is the root of all wisdom.” – Evelyn Waugh
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Raising Unnecessary Spirits
Raising Unnecessary Spirits
by Michael Doyle
Consigned to a comedic sense of Hell
There is a demon who laughingly dwells
He makes his home in haunted house scare
Beetlejuice is filled with tricks and dares
To call his own shots filled with this synergy
It recalls the chaos of the three-ringed energy
Of a circus spawned by those comedically dead
While Beetle juice says the first things in his head
Don't raise unnecessary spirits from the dead
That is if you want to ever come out ahead
Yet, it seems that Hollywood never learns
And every story told will have profitable returns
With certain pizzaz, he turns on the juice
In the half-interest in what it might shake loose
Whatever the theory and whatever comes what may
There no backing down on this demon's resume
The story told is charmingly twisted, not new
There is an aesthetic to reliving the same view
Through older eyes that did not become more wise
But life moves forward when its not paralyzed
Don't raise unnecessary spirits from the dead
That is if you want to ever come out ahead
Yet, it seems that Hollywood never learns
And every story told will have profitable returns
A story told that is so perfectly stripped
To its best telling doesn't need a new script
It, perhaps, needs best to be left quietly alone
Buried beneath a "don't do over" heavy stone
Eccentric parts sometimes only once becomes whole
Sometimes a plot line visually only has one soul
Even as an aside that whispers supernatural complications
A story is best told with a new vision and imagination
Don't raise unnecessary spirits from the dead
That is if you want to ever come out ahead
Yet, it seems that Hollywood never learns
And every story told will have profitable returns
(c) October 27, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Faith Where Satan Lives
Faith Where Satan Lives
by Michael Doyle
There are times of great expectation
But none so much as in Revelation
Eschatology teaches us, and we learn
All the things that we need to discern
Knowing what is spoken is real
Has the possibility of making our spine steel
Fruitful and productive in hostile space
God has revealed our needed traces
We keep the faith despite Satan's lies
Hidden manna is given as God's surprise
Our minds run ragged at shifts in tone
Our questions are shared, and we're not undone
The Word of God hits at us close to home
Sometimes it cleaves us to the our bones
The more we learn, the more we that we need
The more we need, and yet the more we will read
Faithfulness is our faith's golden prize
All this revealed before our tireless eyes
We live where Satan grows and openly lives
Yet, we find only God is omnipresent and forgives
Our culture drifts past the point of no return
Can we still hope to thrive as we finally discern
We still live, though we are hanging by a thread
But we can remain faithful to all that God has said
Recognize that Jesus is either God or a madman
In a league of His own, it is His hope that can
Bring us the righteousness rising from apathy
That comes from our vanity fleeced with sympathy
Christ is the only hope for mankind's eternity
Our belief is needed in society with some urgency
Every knee will bow and every tongue confess
As the good and bad in life comes to this final test
Trials to come will burn us to our quick
These will come to us with a real kick
Whatever happens, we won't feel the curse
Unless, we stumble on our own at the worse
It's a struggle to keep from our favorite sins
As we return to it once more, again and again
There are some things that we cannot compromise
If we are to keep to God's sacred promises
What it comes to and what it's truly is about
Is if we are Christian, we are Christian out and out
Half-hearted hanging on the enemy's broken fence
Comes hard without any decent sense of defense
Our relationship with God is direct and one on one
As we go before the Father and the Son
The faithful will find our true victory
It's been that way throughout all of man's history
A white stone comes to us at life's last mile
As we prevail against and in our life's trial
The white stone token is given to atone
Adjudicating our final standing is God's alone
We live until our white stone trophy is received
Triumphing over Satan's evil as we've believed
In the end, there is so much goodness to receive
It comes to us only as we believe
(c) October 27, 2024 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Hold Faithfulness, and Sincerity As First Principles
“Hold faithfulness and sincerity as first principles.” – Confucius, The Analects
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First Principles: Whoever Has Ears, Let Them Hear What the Spirit Says To the Churches. To the One Who Is Victorious, I Will Give the Right To Eat From the Tree of Life
“Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who is victorious, I will give the right to eat from the tree of life, which is in the paradise of God.” – Revelation 2:7 (NIV)
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Demons, When They’re Not Concealed
Demons, When They're Not Concealed
by Michael Doyle
Creatures of the night, they dare
To truly live; knowing life is rare
Having taken enough of it to know
They are here to enjoy death's show
It's important to know saints have a past
And every sinner has potential to outlast
The wrongs they once lived their lives for
Until they become saints to even the score
Demons, when they're not concealed
Are, only, to their kind revealed
At best, most of us merely exist
But their kind have managed to persist
Demons argue against the social enormity
Of being unimaginative enough for conformity
As they approach life without hesitation
And the rest of us are guessing the questions
The drunkard slips out of one more of the bars
As he lies in the gutter staring at the stars
Our experience is the name we call our mistakes
As we clutch at straws through our heartbreaks
Demons, when they're not concealed
Are, only, to their kind revealed
At best, most of us merely exist
But their kind have managed to persist
Stunned by the art of the daily conversation
I find the words heard are my intoxication
Watching the talking heads and mind say nothing
And being pretentious enough about that something
We, and our demons, live for a life that is wonderful
Not in fear, but in spite of, death that is beautiful
Then we will forget time - no yesterday or tomorrow
And having said goodbye to romance, escape our sorrow
(c) October 26, 2024 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: Labor To Keep Alive In Your Breast That Little Spark of Celestial Fire Called Conscience
“Labor to keep alive in your breast that little spark of celestial fire called conscience.” – George Washington (1748)
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