“We have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for the day. Life is 10% what happens to us and 90% how we react to it. Our attitude is everything.” – Charles R. Swindoll

“We have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for the day. Life is 10% what happens to us and 90% how we react to it. Our attitude is everything.” – Charles R. Swindoll

“Without freedom of thought, there can be no such thing as wisdom; and no such thing as public liberty without freedom of speech; which is the right of every man as far as by it he does not hurt or control the right of another; and this is the only check it ought to suffer and the only bounds it ought to know…. Whoever would overthrow the liberty of a nation must begin by subduing the freedom of speech, a thing terrible to traitors.” – Benjamin Franklin


Lessons In Ballet
by Michael Doyle
No one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.
Her dreams of ballet run very deep.
With the slippers on her young feet,
The Devil's own she's gone to meet.
Ruby red paints the airport's walls,
As she answers dance's sacred call.
Rushing headlong into the stormy night,
Something in the rain doesn't feel right.
The flood waters whisper of a witch,
And Suzy feels her fear beginning to twitch.
Shadows flicker through the wooded drive,
The question becomes, will she safely arrive?
Gaining no admittance at the school door,
She finds that she'll need to explore
Her options; her mind takes a run through the woods.
She'd escape from this nightmare if she only could.
In the school lobby, a ballerina finds bright and vivid walls,
As she rushes to the elevator down the rustic halls.
Forced from the school, she is startled by the absurdity,
Knowing only to take each step and to do so urgently.
The outside wind blows the curtains against the window,
While lightning makes thunder from the hidden shadows.
Stab and then again stab pierces her from the night,
Suddenly, we become aware of the questions of the light.
A twist of the blade makes its way through her heart.
All of this is done in the name of Satanic art.
Crashed through the glass and chased scream after scream.
Hush, don't you wake, it's only the worst sort of dream.
A painted skylight breaks through, so the dancer would hang.
Somewhere in the midst, a wide-eyed globin sang.
Blood puddles in patterns along the floor,
The pain of still life that no one can long ignore.
Just as suddenly, with the next day's morn,
Suzy was admitted to the school feeling a bit worn.
Introduced and thrown into the wicked ways of the school,
She learned how people were there under a coven's rule.
Here in this womb of shadows bleeding vividly red,
There is room for mystery and the suddenly dead.
In one possessed motion, Suzy's innocence is lost,
And only Satan's daughters know the truth of cost.
(c) October 17, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“Nothing is more essential to the establishment of manners in a State than that all persons employed in places of power and trust must be men of unexceptionable characters.” – Samuel Adams (1775)

“Don’t be seduced into thinking that that which does not make a profit is without value.” -Arthur Miller, playwright and essayist (17 Oct 1915-2005)


Does It Make You Cry?
by Michael Doyle
When you're tired of laughing,
Does it make you cry?
This life you've been living,
It turned out to be a lie.
When you've given all you can,
And your best isn't good enough,
Sometimes it's hard to be your own man.
You rock hard, but it's just a bluff.
You believed in the justice
Of what passed for just cause,
Until you slipped on life's ice
Far enough that it gave you pause
Man is lower than an animal
When it comes to broken trust.
A heart full of larceny is criminal,
And willing to commit bloodlust.
Caught by the coattails of absurdity,
You remain certain of your certainty.
The world marches in place with great urgency,
All in the cause of your insurgency.
When you've given all you can,
And your best isn't good enough,
Sometimes it's hard to be your own man.
You rock hard, but it's just a bluff.
You believed in the justice
Of what passed for just cause,
Until you slipped on life's ice
Far enough that it gave you pause
(c) October 16, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“It is not what we do that matters, but what a sovereign God chooses to do through us. God doesn’t want our success; He wants us. He doesn’t demand our achievements; He demands our obedience. The Kingdom of God is a kingdom of paradox, where through the ugly defeat of a cross, a holy God is utterly glorified. Victory comes through defeat; healing through brokenness; finding self through losing self.” – Charles Colson

“If the citizens neglect their duty and place unprincipled men in office, the government will soon be corrupted . . . . If a republican government fails to secure public prosperity and happiness, it must be because the citizens neglect the Divine commands, and elect bad men to make and administer the laws.” – Noah Webster


I Live My Life In Praise
by Michael Doyle
I feel God in every season,
Living on faith and reason.
Present in all of my days,
I live my life in praise.
With thanks and gratitude
I keep Jesus in my attitude.
The Lord walks in my every stride,
And in my secrets that I can confide
Of all the Lord's beauty and majesty,
You fill my heart with its dignity.
Meeting the Lord has taken my blame.
Because of Him, I no longer walk in shame.
There's no greater love than giving His life,
So that I know God's love in the world's strife.
In my soul, among the things that I know,
Is that that Christ's love always shows.
Living my life, comporting within this frame,
I live my life to honor Jesus's sweet name.
His love is my life's true cornerstone.
In His presence, I am never alone.
(c) October 15, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.” – Friedrich Nietzsche

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