“TRUTH. 1. God is real. 2. There are two genders. 3. Human flourishing requires fossil fuels. 4. Reverse racism is racism. 5. An open border is no border. 6. Parents determine the education of their children. 7. The nuclear family is the greatest form of governance known to mankind. 8. Capitalism lifts people up from poverty. 9. There are three branches of the U.S. government, not four. 10. The U.S. constitution is the strongest guarantor of freedoms in history.” – Vivek Ramaswamy
When every word that has been written and read And when every loss has been found in things said It comes down to something less than intellectual Between the discipline and the passing ineffectual
Wins and losses are shared within life's process Taking the fair share of what might pass for success Some challenges are easily greeted and met And others still that only end as passing regrets
Sloth might be seen as one of the seven deadly sins But there it is in my life, popping up again and again Incongruent characteristics might be analyzed One to be praised and the other to be stigmatized
The gwichanist lifestyle is inadvertently primary Taken for granted as ruling life in an arbitrary Way that allows some tasks to be breezily done And leaves others nonchalantly left as not begun
Despite, as it were, the best of life's inattention This isn't the laziness worthy of Western condescension There is a defect in some of life's mundane actions That make these less to bring a need for their satisfaction
There are so many mundane things that do not stir devotion And in the long and short run seem barely worth the commotion There are things that make one selectively lack the motivation And these hardly seem worthy of taking a moment's inclination
To do without returning the fast of what is cast Into the light of those things that really do not last Too much or too little comes to the enough of self-agency It's a matter of prioritizing for oneself with leniency
Choosing not to bother with unnecessary chores gives time To look around for one more of other selections of rhyme Starting down the road of more life yet to be had and given The permission necessary gives oneself more time to live in
(c) June 10, 2023 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Into the mouth, we stand and peer Sacred sandstone cap and biosphere From the Frozen Niagara to Fat Man's Misery My family comes to observe your mystery
Batwings fly above the and blind shrimp below The endless dark is something new to know Ageless time forms this creeping shiver Shaped by rain and mastered by the Green River
I stand there with my daughters wanting to share What it is to see and be within a place of care Each of them have taught me as much as I have them And each of them approaches this with more than whim
The youngest has a scientific mind that measures The oldest has a poet's heart with words as treasures They gather in the experience and share their thoughts That life is love and not filed with shoulds and oughts
Graves of little hope guide by lantern's humble light Ever forward into that which seems a ceaseless night Like philosophers dream within the shades of light
(c) June 9, 2023 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.” – Robert Fulghum, author (b. 4 Jun 1937)
“In disquisitions of every kind there are certain primary truths, or first principles, upon which all subsequent reasoning must depend.” – Alexander Hamilton (1787)
“Where there is no law, there is no liberty; and nothing deserves the name of law but that which is certain and universal in its operation upon all the members of the community.” – Benjamin Rush (1788)
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