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First Principles: The Declaration of Independence Laid the Cornerstone of Human Government Upon the First Precepts of Christianity
“The Declaration of Independence laid the cornerstone of human government upon the first precepts of Christianity” – John Adams
(Speech given on the 61st Anniversary of the Declaration of Independence July 4, 1837 in the town of Newburyport.)
While They Break Our Hearts
While They Break Our Hearts
by Michael Doyle
Life is full of imprecisions
Too many mistakes
And too many bad decisions
Romances gone wrong
Never knowing where one belongs
Just another round of heartbreak songs
Staying up late to catch a break
Some things can't be fake
While they break our hearts
Sure as we are, but we're rarely right
Falling in love at first sight
Only to find ourselves in another false start
Full moon fever burns real hot
Just as hot as the dreams we've forgot
Wondering how it slipped through our hands
Pardon me senorita if I ask for this dance
Huntington Beach girl, my one sure chance
As I watch you walking across these sands
Staying up late to catch a break
Some things can't be fake
While they break our hearts
Sure as we are, but we're rarely right
Falling in love at first sight
Only to find ourselves in another false start
I love how your eyes sparkle at night
Watching the fire pit embers burn slow and right
As we lose ourselves in another kiss
A dream of how it is, holding you tight
Never gonna let you out of my sight
I take my best swing, praying that I won't miss
Staying up late to catch a break
Some things can't be fake
While they break our hearts
Sure as we are, but we're rarely right
Falling in love at first sight
Only to find ourselves in another false start
You know that I've never really been clever
But I'm smart enough to want you forever
A touch of your hand fills me up inside
I only need this one dream to come true
It's the only dream starring view of me and you
I feel it every night as we make love
Staying up late to catch a break
Some things can't be fake
While they break our hearts
Sure as we are, but we're rarely right
Falling in love at first sight
Only to find ourselves in another false start
No, no, there's no need to take it slow
Some times it's certain, and we already know
If I can keep you, I'll never let you go
Pretty ballerina dancing on your California sands
I watch your magic as this guitar plays in my hands
If you let me, I'll keep you and never let you go
(c) April 8, 2022 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Good Fiction Creates Empathy
“Good fiction creates empathy. A novel takes you somewhere and asks you to look through the eyes of another person, to live another life.” – Barbara Kingsolver, novelist, essayist, and poet (b. 8 Apr 1955)
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Tagged Another Life, Another Person, Ask, Barbara Kingsolver, Create, Empathy, Eyes, Good Fiction, Live, Novel, Somewhere, Thought For the Day
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A Little Time To Kill
A Little Time To Kill
by Michael Doyle
She had a little time to kill
Among other things
He had a need for a big game thrill
And to find out what tomorrow brings
With a single shot, she found what
She was looking for and it couldn't be bought
There was a trace of blood three sheets to the wind
When the query strikes back, it's no longer a friend
When the hunted hunts the hunter back
Where the screen fails to turn to black
There is the when the heart knows the thrill
Of seeing the truth of the view to the kill
It's a slaughterhouse turned to a real mess
When even the guilty are not left to confess
The protagonist keeps somehow slipping away
Here on this most fateful of days
With the pull of a trigger, it started a war
One that few know what it is for
When we stop listening to the lies in our head
Who knows what dreams there be and which we will be led
(c) April 7, 2022 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Big Game, Black, Bought, Confess, Dreams, Fateful, Few, Found, Friend, Guilty, Head, Heart, Hunt, Led, Lies, Listen, Mess, Poetry and Poems, Protagonist, Pull of A Trigger, Screen, Single Shot, Slipping Away, Strike, Three Sheets To the Wind, Thrill, Time to Kill, Tomorrow, Trace of Blood, Truth, View To the Kill, War
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Thought For the Day: No Man Is Entitled To the Blessings of Freedom Unless He Be Vigilant In Its Preservation
“No man is entitled to the blessings of freedom unless he be vigilant in its preservation.” – General Douglas MacArthur (1880-1964)
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First Principles: The Spirit of Resistance To Government Is So Valuable On Certain Occasions, That I Wish It To Be Always Kept Alive
“The spirit of resistance to government is so valuable on certain occasions, that I wish it to be always kept alive. It will often be exercised when wrong, but better so than not to be exercised at all. I like a little rebellion now and then. It is like a storm in the atmosphere.” – Thomas Jefferson (1787)
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Speck of Dust
Speck of Dust
by Michael Doyle
This speck of dust on which we rest
Is the speck of dust that is our test
Unwritten laws frame our minds
And what is left when we no longer find
That the laws written serve us well
And that we need to create our own tale
Having never stepped foot out of our bounds
Who are we to dream of what might be found
Fragile as we are in our words spoken
We come apart at the seams flawlessly broken
Here we are only hoping to never die
Yet, the truth is that none of us know why
For all of our lives know pain and misery
As the eons go by, century after century
What more then is there to want to live for
Shall we seek out pain, just a little more
There is beauty in the tragedy that we are
As we stand hand in hand, staring up at the stars
Shall we do more than simply survive
And if we dare to love, will we learn how to be alive?
(c) April 6, 2022 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Alive, Beauty, Bound, Century, Come Apart, Create, Dare To Love, Dream, Eon, Find, Flawlessly Broken, Fragile, Hand In Hand, Hope, Know, Learn, Live, Mind, More, Never Die, Our Lives, Pain, Pain and Misery, Poetry and Poems, Rest, Serve Us Well, Simply Survive, Speck of Dust, Star, Tale, Test, Tragedy, Truth, Unwritten Laws, Words Spoken
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First Principles: Men Must Be Ready…To Sacrifice Their Private Pleasures…When They Stand In Competition With the Rights of Society
“Men must be ready, they must pride themselves and be happy to sacrifice their private pleasures, passions and interests, nay, their private friendships and dearest connections, when they stand in competition with the rights of society.” – John Adams (1776)
First Principles: The Constitution of the United States Is To Receive A Reasonable Interpretation of Its Language, and Its Powers
“The constitution of the United States is to receive a reasonable interpretation of its language, and its powers, keeping in view the objects and purposes, for which those powers were conferred. By a reasonable interpretation, we mean, that in case the words are susceptible of two different senses, the one strict, the other more enlarged, that should be adopted, which is most consonant with the apparent objects and intent of the Constitution.” –Joseph Story, Commentaries on the Constitution, 1833