Thought For the Day: People Make A Grievous Error Thinking That A List f Facts Is the Truth. Facts Are Just the Bare Bones Out of Which Truth Is Made

“People make a grievous error thinking that a list of facts is the truth. Facts are just the bare bones out of which truth is made.” – Shelby Foote

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First Principles: Of All the Vices Incident To Man, Lying Is the Most Mean, Most Contemptible; It Evinces A Very Weak, Depraved Heart

“Of all the vices incident to man, lying is the most mean, most contemptible; it evinces a very weak, depraved heart, which shrinks at the exposure of motives and of actions.” – Josiah Bartlett

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Harmonious Replenishment

Harmonious Replenishment
by Michael Doyle

Though we all wish for simplicity,
Nature is infinite in complexity.
Fungi, plants, and animals create the biome
That we too often see as our own.

Standing in opposition, we seek to nurture
Those things that make up our agriculture.
Death and waste have ruled the industrial nation.
But new growth in cycles becomes regeneration.

There is vulnerability n our past tilling.
It is a pattern that heats in its killing.
All of this and the destructive pesticides
That we all know are really biocides.

Farming done in favor of life is more than toil.
It is the study of carbon and fatty acid soil.
All of this works toward encouraging life.
Harmony works together to overcome life's strife.

The practices we choose are revealing.
These can be negative or healing.
All of this has become our solution's arrival,
And all of it is critical to our survival.

The Land Down Under was once pristine,
A land of beauty in Aboriginal Dreamtime.
Degeneration has become desolate degradation.
But Australia can be saved by rehydration.

As we go down the path of revitalization,
We find that gases and greenery bring rehydration.
Water regains an aquifer's deep, reviving well.
This, then, is the crux of this optimistic tale.

It's a sequestering as we know
That from which the grasslands began to regrow.
The power behind this rests in future seeds.
With these, we can restore our needs.

In Kenya, the elephants are in life's room.
They make all the difference between plenty and doom.
A broken Acacia tree rebirth's Mombasa's brilliance,
And this teases the question of nature's resilience.

(c) June 26, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Truth Is Always Exciting. Speak It, Then. Life Is Dull Without It

“Truth is always exciting. Speak it, then. Life is dull without it.” – Pearl S. Buck

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First Principles: Of All the Properties Which Belong To Honorable Men, Not One Is So Highly Prize As That of Character

“Of all the properties which belong to honorable men, not one is so highly prized as that of character.” – Henry Clay

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Cornered Stone

Cornered Stone
by Michael Doyle

In all the hearts broken,
Stumbled over false words spoken,
Jesus remains as the light
That brings safe passage in the night.

The world might bring darkness,
Our experience speaks unhappiness,
And sometimes we hurt and need love.
We need to fix our eyes on the above.

We are created to sing the Lord's song,
Knowing that in our family, we belong.
We are meant to sing the Lord's praise,
And we will throughout our days.

We know no fear, even unto death,
Taking our strength from the Lord's breath.
We lift our hands up into the sky.
We are formed in our foundation's reply.

Even in troubled times, we need not guess,
Our cornerstone is Jesus' blood and righteousness.
Resting on God's love and sweet grace,
It is His love that we openly embrace.

We are created to sing the Lord's song,
Knowing that in our family, we belong.
We are meant to sing the Lord's praise,
And we will throughout our days.

(c) June 25, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: The Further A Society Drifts From Truth the More It Will Hate Those Who Speak It

“The further a society drifts from truth the more it will hate those who speak it.”– George Orwell

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First Principles: But the Measure of A Man, of A Life, of A Union of Man and Wife Or Even Country Is Not the Falling. It’s In the Rising Back Up Again To Repair What’s Broken, To Put Right What’s Wrong

“But the measure of a man, of a life, of a union of man and wife or even country is not in the falling. It’s in the rising back up again to repair what’s broken, to put right what’s wrong” – Elizabeth Schuyler Hamilton

We, my friends, find ourselves in such perilous times as those that now require us to rise in unity to repair what’s been broken, and put right what’s wrong in so many directions. Let us begin with the necessary first steps.

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An Alien Nightmare

An Alien Nightmare
by Michael Doyle

Behind the laboratory door,
There is something more.
Behind the experimentation,
There awaits annihilation.

Between space and the Earth's junction,
We stand the chance of malfunction.
The Cryo-bed offered shallow sleep
As we wake into the deep.

It always comes down to perspective
With very little kept in the collective.
The urgency of progress led to mistakes,
Evidence of this is found among life's deep fakes.

Out of focus, out of synch; it's a dead moon.
The truth of this will be found out soon.
The first lesson is to stop fighting yourself.
t's the kind of lesson from life, not a shelf.

In cyro-sleep, there is no true sleep.
Eyes close to seal and then to weep.
The passion that we'd play
Is that of a troubled soul on display.

A knock on the front door
Is answered with silence, nothing more.
Locked out with only one way in,
Trouble comes to be faced once again.

The team approaches with apprehension
And the air is thick with burnt tension.
The mission is perceived to be out of control.
The question is how to fight what doesn't have a soul.

Advancing with a relay of communications,
Fear comes as a new form of sensation.
Cleared as it is, section by section,
The station finds death from a new direction.

Alien justice will come through wrath.
This is the universe's new math.
They have come on terms of their own.
God help us all, we're not alone.

(c)June 24, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Every Tomorrow Has Two Handles. We Can Take Hold of It With the Handle of Anxiety Or the Handle of Faith

“Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith.” – Henry Ward Beecher

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