“Let these truths be indelibly impressed on our minds — that we cannot be happy, without being FREE — that we cannot be free, without being secure in our property— that we cannot be secure in our property, if, without our consent, others may, as by right, take it away — that taxes imposed on us by parliament, do thus take it away.” – John Dickinson
Let this sink in with respect to the proposals by the Democratic Socialists that they will wly nily take the private property of others to elevate those who are poorer. You don’t make our nation richer by dragging down the rich. Nor by taking away freedom from the rest of us.
When you understand the story, You know more about the glory. Starting with the power of the Trinity, We need to fully explore this mystery.
Still, as we go against sinning, It's best to begin at the beginning. From formlessness, God brought His creation. Light from darkness - there is separation.
Day from night, water from land, So that each kind is as we understand. All of His creation, as it is understood Is everything that is holy and good.
It's amazing, all of which we find. Every creature and plant is separated by kind. Until God, at last, created humanity In His image is out of love, not vanity.
Everything with life's breath Was given to live until their death. Adam and Eve were to live in perfection With God Himself, before disconnection.
It's this absence and lost connection That points us to the need for our redemption. There is an order seen in His good design. It's God's glory and our understanding to refine.
In all creation, we see God's artistry. It's there to experience; all of HIs creativity. In all of this, we've yet to see as it reveals That in created humanity, also granted free will.
In God's abundance, He brought marriage together. The wedding of Adam and Eve made the world better. Despite the struggles, it is for what we are given And shapes the good morality by which we are driven.
From a meaningless void, God brought His creation. It is this that we come to celebrate in our inspiration. Sin is often what we can't have but feel that we must, And in taking this autonomy, we broke God's trust.
The definition of good and evil is the moral authority. It is represented by the expression of the forbidden tree. Man and woman were formed in God's image and dignity. Imago Dei then our duty frames the meaning of humanity.
Falling for the apple's temptation was a matter of being weak. Our shame showed up before God elected to speak. Accepting our fall away from what had been our integrity, Still, God sought Adam and Eve despite His sovereignty.
It's our self-location that points to the vast road That lays out the rest of the Bible as we are told. Instantly, from shame, we sought to shift blame. But there was ownership and responsibility in this game.
From God's beautiful creation arose the great mystery That came with the fall from grace and into our misery. And thus began the world we know and God's ministry. The past, as they say, is a matter of history.
Made in the image of God, we know our identity. It's a choice that will bring us through eternity. Stepping into the fall is best faced with humility. In the honest and the real, we are one with God's divinity.
(c) January 11, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
A voice can hit you with its memory. It's the soft reminder of friends and family. There's nothing more graceful than it could be. If this entire world didn't need therapy.
In the book of life, it's the page, Printed with happiness cloaked in rage. Then you remember that at your age, It's often safer just to turn the page.
Maybe we should take another look. We can always choose another book. Hearts don't happen to work that way. But maybe... maybe they will someday.
Some prefer an anonymous identity. It's easier to impress our chosen personality If we aren't an open book to others' eyes. So, we refrain from allowing others to analyze.
Tiny steps become our everyday, Tying together in some new way. We are unwilling to be taken wrong, But still wish to find where it is that we belong.
A quiet voice speaks to articulate, That the first steps for a hermit to anticipate Is to allow the fetal position to be unfurled, And faithfully launch oneself into this mad world.
To the voice, we are always confiding. That is, when we aren't to busy hiding. From and to those overly busy being shy, The first word to try is simply, "Hi"
What if life and love are an easy choice? You simply picture your muse and follow the voice. It doesn't have to be made overly complicated, And to overthink is something overrated.
Don't get stuck in the "think", but truly feel, And be brave enough to make it real. How is it to be if we don't let it be? This, I suppose, is love's biggest mystery.
We smile, we laugh, we sing along. A choice made beckons us to belong. Then, we fall into that beautiful dream, Only to wake in the morning, wishing for how it seems.
(c) January 10, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Men are qualified for civil liberty in exact proportion to their disposition to put moral chains upon their own appetites…in proportion as they are more disposed to listen to the counsels of the wise and good, in preference to the flattery of knaves. Society cannot exist, unless a controlling power upon will and appetite be placed somewhere; and the less of it there is within, the more there must be without. It is ordained in the eternal constitution of things, that men of intemperate minds cannot be free. Their passions forge their fetters.” – Edmund Burke
From the waiting silence comes the memory Of a time when Iran was full of majesty. This storied land grasps for freedom, Not wishing to be a kingdom or a theocracy.
This time whispers the quietly reverent, This time, our push to rise will be different. The silence takes shape as if remembered From a time before the people were dismembered.
Separated by force and willful coercion, Unnatural politics, then religious extortion, From a nation's unique civilization. Now, we have reached Iran's modern nation.
Religion had been a hope of peace, But instead was the beast's release. Bringing more conflict and tyranny, Than ever in modern Persia's history.
This time is the whisper of a friend. It's time for the Islamic "republic" to end. The crown prince rises to speak in his position, One of credibility and real opposition.
Though accepting his figurehead as chief, The people seek political and economic relief. In a unity, mindful of the times of 1979, Every Iranian dreams of hope for this time.
This time is different is not just an expression. It is the roar against mechanisms of repression. The Supreme Leaders have lost their authority, And the Iranian people know their historic dignity.
Weakened by America's reawakened strength, The ayatollahs have reached their limited length. The best and wanted move is a velvet revolution. Fear can be toppled by a natural sense of evolution.
My daily prayers for a people that I once knew Is that the military joins as the calls renew. The people say this time it will be different. I join in that hope forever in love and reverent.
(c) January 9, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“The extravagant expenditure of public money is an evil not to be measured by the value of that money to the people who are taxed for it.”– Chester A. Arthur
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 