“The care of human life and happiness, and not their destruction, is the first and only legitimate object of good government.” – Thomas Jefferson (1809)
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First Principles: Care of Human Life and Happiness Is the Only Legitimate Object of Good Government
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In The Truth of Murder
It’s said that Agatha Christie went missing for a short period of time and that no one has ever fully explained this…
In The Truth of Murder by Michael Romani The best of tales start at the beginning Where we learn murder is often the wage for sinning There it is said and perhaps it's just as well Even in this sort of semi-cautionary tale The truth of murder plays its hand The real sleuth, she understands That all of the pieces fit together Like a jigsaw, only even better Ink spills on an empty page As the players assemble on this stage Each it seems has their good reason There at the summer's end of the season Autumn it seems comes to fall While the ghost of the wind comes to call Murder she wrote until written no more Like tiny hidden stains that beg for more Memories called in remembrances' replies Suddenly broken as her friend cries There in the catch of the lover's voice Is the stubborn fact that murder leaves no choice Too many suspects with so little time The authoress sets to solving her crime Meaning so much while being so little Stuck in the clues of her work, caught in the middle Time passes as memories get older All of the clues are growing much colder A resolution to this mystery Would be her lasting chance at legacy The little girl inside her head Reminds her its better to be alive than dead Somewhere in that last will and testimony The suspects are gathered in great acrimony One of these it is who has done the deed Of this much, it's indubitably agreed But, then to the task as to which one The solver of mysteries will not rest until she's done (c) February 1, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
Hope Over Fear
Based in part on 2 Peter 1:4:
Hope Over Fear by Michael Romani Precious promises hold the key To the divine nature in you and me Each of these bringing comfort to our souls And in our worse moments, these console In our best, we find our happiness Knowing our blessings as God's recipients Facing our trials in our every day God remains with us in every way Promises made for our miracles walk That bring us courage beyond our talk From times that challenge rising from regret To the best of times, we'll never forget Heirs of the promises read in His will Step by step we live as these reveal The faith that calls on us to be more Abundant in our pilgrimage to restore In Genesis, God spoke then proved his reliability Shone in greatness to his fullest capability Demonstrating at once the wonder of His majesty Conducting endless joy as His believers' legacy For just as He spoke, it came to be As the Lord of heavens, it came as a certainty Faith comes as we believed it would All in His name and for our good His promises are not written on sand As His humble servants we understand His resolution is as firm as granite God in His ways is unchanging and infinite Seeing beginning to end, He is no shifting shadow But the promise keeper with an endless flow No broken promises ever as part of His legacy For the keepers of faith in all of our dignity There is the deepest value in our honesty A life well lived requires complete integrity So then on God's promises we do greatly rely Building our lives humble upon His reply Choosing hope over our moments of anxiety We move toward the simple over complexity It's simply a matter of hope over fear Putting our trust in God to persevere (c) February 1, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
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Thought For the Day: Murder Is Murder; Every Undocumented Infant Deserves A Chance At the American Dream
“Please stop killing undocumented infants who are trying to cross the border of the birth canal in hopes of a better life. Every undocumented infant deserves a chance at the American dream.” – Matt Walsh
Reproductive rights, my tush. If you want to claim that you’re for women’s rights, isn’t it time to protect the weakest in our nation – our unborn children. If memory serves me correctly, more unborn little girls are murdered than little boys. Talking about the most fundamental right of these little girls, their right at a chance at life…
Murder is murder. Even with the more stringent version of this genocide more unborn children have been slaughtered for mere convenience than soldiers have died in our wars since, if memory serves correctly WW2.
Incidentally, the number one reason by far cited by those deciding to kill their children isn’t health. And it isn’t rape. And it isn’t incest. And it isn’t the life of the mother. It’s convenience wrapped up in the nebulous wording of a woman’s quality of life. I don’t know anyone whose quality of life is increased by choosing to murder another life, especially one’s offspring. Moreover, study after study shows that these convenience killings by and large have more negative sides to these than positives.
So, really let’s talk truth about this issue, shall we?
A fellow blogger that I respect made the point that God must be crying at this injustice. I could not agree more. What we reap, we will sow. And that the Catholic church and/or any Protestant and/or Orthodox church or any of its members stands by without speaking against this outrage begs me to question their familiarity with the Bible’s teachings. More than that, it goes against every Christian teaching about the paramount sacred nature of life itself.
In a direct message to a certain cardinal in New York…..
First Principles: Practical Planning Should Occur On A Local Level To Best Meet Local Needs
“Were we directed from Washington when to sow, and when to reap, we should soon want bread.” – Thomas Jefferson (1821)
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You Can’t Own (A Child of God)
As we stand perched on the edge of a new month, this poem is dedicated to the brave souls who fought together as brothers and sisters in Jones County, Mississippi, dedicated to the proposition that each person is equal before the eyes of God. To this, I say, Amen!
You Can't Own (A Child of God) by Michael Romani You can own a horse And you can own a mule These are givens, of course Let it be said like burning fuel You cannot own a child of the Lord They will die holding freedom's sword That the thing about history Whether or not it's legendary The past is never really dead Rolling around hearts and heads History is never really even past Its traces linger on and last You cannot own a child of God I'll say it again no matter how odd You cannot own a child of God God's children live free until under sod Hats off as we sadly bury our dead Our tears echoing inside our heads If you intend to even really try I hope you're fully prepared to die A good soul knows what is right We are all precious in His sight As children of God, we are prepared to fight This is the truth brought to light In this twenty-first century, it's odd But I'll repeat, you cannot own a child of God No; you cannot own a child of God We will live free until buried under sod Fighting to free our brothers and sisters in legacy We stand firm in our portion of living history These are the ways of simplicity A person is a person without complicity To deprive others from God given liberty Is the sheerest wrong of immoral duplicity Live free when we can; die if we must It is in God that we place this sacred trust (c) January 31, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
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Rabbit In A Snow Storm
In Winter, a bunny will take calculated risk to get supper. This is despite knowing the cold winds and snow. This is done despite knowing others are hungry too. Life can be like that…
Rabbit In A Snow Storm by Michael Romani Well, suppose that there it is They say this is my newish norm Filled with a lot of ideas That won't keep me warm But there are some things That just must be No matter what tomorrow brings These things bring comfort to me Feeling a lot like Nero I fiddle and I play No longer the hero Perhaps, I never was anyway Like a rabbit in the snow storm I push forward finding my way Here struck in my new norm When words are not to play But the meaning Lost within the dreaming Are like thoughts inside As life and I collide Won't get where I'm going Without the right questions Struggling with employing The right moves of hesitation And that little bit of it Might just take me down What's killing me only hurts a little bit It's a laugh on myself in my jester's crown They say I stop breathing every night Thirty two times in every hour I don't want to believe that's right This fix will take more than will power I am afraid to close my eyes Afraid of when I sleep Lifted eyes toward snowy skies Praying the climb out isn't too steep Faithful to God even unto death But, it's hard to pray when you have no breath On the telephone, I hear my little girls sing And know that they're the best and that I must cling (c) January 31, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
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First Principles: Republics Are Created By the Virtue, Public Spirit and Intelligence of Their Citizens
“Republics are created by the virtue, public spirit, and intelligence of the citizens. They fall, when the wise are banished from the public councils, because they dare to be honest, and the profligate are rewarded, because they flatter the people, in order to betray them.” – Joseph Story (1833)
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Thought For the Day: Distrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful
“Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.” – Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche, philosopher (15 Oct 1844-1900)
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First Principles: United America Is Formidable To Foreign Ambition
“America united with a handful of troops, or without a single soldier, exhibits a more forbidding posture to foreign ambition than America disunited, with a hundred thousand veterans ready for combat.” – James Madison (1787)
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