It feels chaotic, sight unseen, Falling for another human being. Passion is a burning thing. But for some, a voice adds up to nothing.
Love is an awesome journey, As you tell me of your destiny. You say you want what's inside, The things that most of us try to hide.
You thrill me like my dream child, You love in abandon, but not so wild. I feel like you're my walking dream. And me? I'm just another human being.
Overthinking, as I often do, Has scared me away from making true My desire finds it is free in you. Your voice tells me that it's true.
A connection through the heart, It is the most beautiful way to start. Love in the smile of conversation Brings two together in their destination.
You thrill me like my dream child, You love in abandon, but not so wild. I feel like you're my walking dream. And me? I'm just another human being.
Cast aside through our preconception, Or can there be a true connection? With you, there was no such decision. Cupid's arrow hit me with precision.
You're living proof of miracles every day. I guess to explain it in yet another way, I've found it in the magic of your birthday. We'd not have met any other way.
You thrill me like my dream child, You love in abandon, but not so wild. I feel like you're my walking dream. And me? I'm just another human being.
From the moments of our first date, I have found that we truly resonate. It might be something as simple as fate. But loving you is something that won't wait.
There's a lot to be said for honesty. It moves my heart beyond just the quality. I hear the hints and traces of familiarity, And honestly, I can picture our future family.
You thrill me like my dream child, You love in abandon, but not so wild. I feel like you're my walking dream. And me? I'm just another human being.
(c) March 13, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“It was we, the people; not we, the white male citizens; nor yet we, the male citizens; but we, the whole people, who formed the Union…. Men, their rights and nothing more; women, their rights and nothing less.” – Susan B. Anthony
Suddenly, once upon a time, We thought that we had learned Those things of faith and trust Could somehow be magically earned.
If only we learned to see The other side differently. Mostly, we wanted to believe The best of the world we conceive.
But then we learned to look for signs, To see the adversary for their designs. We learned to believe in who was concealed, And look for reality when the face was revealed.
We learn the languages of deception, When we see each other as we truly are. Each side's bargain brings its connection, Bringing us closer from afar.
It matters little whether person or country. We must believe what we are shown. The words we speak are simple mythology Meant to cover up truths never fully known.
When we search for answers in fairytales, We learn that the truest versions come to consequence. And though we might throw pennies down wishing wells, What we find are lies and monster pay recompense.
Some secrets are to be kept inside, Hidden behind a prideless veil. It's not that it's a matter of pride, But that each knows that it's just as well.
These are the clueless games we learn to play. We keep harm's way at arm's length, While never putting all our cards on display. Life is a negotiation made from a position of strength.
Time brings us to our deals with the Devil. We tell ourselves these are for good reasons, Until we find ourselves never quite on the level, And that our reasons change with life's seasons.
There is a truth that only two souls can share. It begins with a smile and ends in true care. Whoever said that life isn't inevitably fair Has never found themselves n love's snare.
(c) March 12, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Government is a trust, and the officers of the government are trustees. And both the trust and the trustees are created for the benefit of the people.” – Henry Clay
My mind has understood, Your way is that of the good. Knowing what I know, My faith is more than just a show.
Your path is the one that is right. I'm keeping Heaven in my sight. There's no need to search high or low, Not since knowing what I know.
Looking back, I see what you've done. Since I've followed the Father and the Son. Faithfulness is a forever thing. It's to your glory that I sing.
There have been times when I've felt weak, And I felt that I could not speak. In your presence, I feel a need to praise. You are the sustainer of my days.
Your truth has been revealed In the moments that I've held. You move me and all that's good. In my growing faith, it's understood.
Looking back, I see what you've done. Since I've followed the Father and the Son. Faithfulness is a forever thing. It's to your glory that I sing.
(c) March 11, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
A republic depends on the rule of law. It's not majoritarian rule, please recall. It's a people whose struggle for liberty Depends on the law for its binding authority.
Conflicts arise between life's desire and scarcity In the political interplay of majority and minority. But the adjudication is based on legal theory, Not feeling, not persuasion, and not the majority.
Our government is ruled by the people's representation. Neither slaves nor masters hold the reins of this nation. The rule of the mob is prone to passions and jealousy. For this cause, we cannot give our nation over to democracy.
From ballot to bullet, there exists but little appeal, Only stare decisis can keep our governance simple and real. In all of our nation's history, we find a thread of preference, That's what makes this work most is our habit of deference.
A deference to the will of the people expressed by election Is to be allowed to suggest our nation's chosen direction. When factions resist this general will, we have obstruction. This tendency of late must be guarded against our destruction.
Freedom and liberty cannot depend on popular sovereignty. Not wholly anyhow, as that can give birth to perversity. Such perversity as voting a people subject to slavery. Calhoun's paradox has been played out in our bloody history.
Political institutions tend to mesh and then to bind. It may not be easy to see, but let's not be too blind. Compromises have come and gone in this country's legacy. The best we can do is to do our best to keep our dignity.
This then lends itself to the question of moral priority. Sometimes, God's good truth transpires over sovereignty. Natural rights create the mandate of truest legitimacy. This, then, is the ultimate guide to what creates primacy.
It is in bowing to the will of the people's primacy That we avoided the absolutism feared in American history. Feared as being the dictatorial impulses of tyranny, That could most likely put us in the chains of slavery.
It awakens in us the need for our forewarned vigilance, The awareness saving us from Kansas-Nebraska's violence. Political differences sometimes birth widespread hostility, And so it has been, at times, throughout American history.
(c) March 10, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
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 