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Thought For the Day: However Well Equipped Our Language, It Can Never Be Forearmed Against All Possible Cases That May Arise and Call For Description: Fact Is Richer Than Diction
“However well equipped our language, it can never be forearmed against all possible cases that may arise and call for description: fact is richer than diction.” – J.L. Austin, philosopher of language (28 Mar 1911-1960)
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Tagged Arise, Call, Description, Diction, Equip, Fact Is Richer, Forearmed, J.L. Austin, Language, Possible Cases, Thought For the Day
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Some Times We Can Wait No Longer
Some Times We Can Wait No Longerby Michael DoyleSocrates and Jesus took their last breathsAs each of these were put to their deathsAccused and tried for treason and blasphemyAnd in corrupting the young by truth’s divinityThe noble search and allegiance … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Above, Allegiance, Allow Life, Appreciate, Beauty, Beyond Compare, Beyond Our Control, Blasphemy, Born, Burn, Call, Chain, Commiseration, Complication, Consolation, Corrupt, Curing, Dedication, Derive, Divine Comedy, Divinity, Document, Emperor, Enduring, Evil, Evil Intent, Explanation, Faithful, Fame and Fortune, Fate, Freed Thoughts, Freedoms, Gained Victory, Gifts, Gives and Takes, God's Instruments, Good, Happiness, Harsh, Hatred, Heaven, History, Holy and Good, Humanity, Imprisoned, Instrument, Jesus, Justice, Know, Last Breath, Laughter, Led, Library, Life, Literature, Live, Live On, Lose Charm, Loss, Love, Martin Luther King Jr, Mean, Mind, Misery, Must, No Longer, Noble, Nothing, Others, Outside Agitator, Overome, Philosophy, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power of Belief, Providence, Put to Death, Real Form, Respond, Returning Good for Evil, Reveal, Rhapsody, Search, Second Guess, Segregation, Sermons, Shackled Will, Slander, Socrates, Some Times We Wait No Longer, Sung, Tatter, Theta, Times, Treason, Trouble, Trust, Truth, Understood, Unwise, Venerate, Wait, Wicked Consolation, World, Wrong, Young
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The Rise and Fall of Boethius
The Rise and Fall of Boethiusby Michael DoyleGraven images are made and meant to saveWhen Christianity met Plato’s caveOffering more than shadows on the wallA philosophical bend had come to callChrist was both the Father and the SonJoined with Wisdom … Continue reading
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Tagged Anger, Beleived, Belief, Blasphemy, Boethius, Brave Hearts, Call, Christ, Christianity, Constantine, Constantinople, Control, Convert, Created, Creator, Cruelty, Decency, Different, Dignity, Diocletian, Dispute, Divinity, Doing Good, East, Enemy, Fabricated, Fall, False Cries, Fatal Suppression, Father, Fight, Forbearance, Good Heart, Good Man, Good Measure, Goths, Grace, Graven Image, Hands, Heritage, Ill Repute, Justice, Legacy, Loss, Miracle, Nation, Patronage, Philosophy, Photograph, Plato's Cave, Poem, Poetry, Propserity, Quest, Reformation, Repression, Rise and Fall, Roman Empire, Romans, Save, Shadow, Sign of the Cross, Sonic Gems, Surrender, Temper, Testimony, Theodoric, Tolerance, Treason, Trinity, Triune, Understood, Victory, Wall, Western Roman Empire, Wisdom, Works
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The Tales Told
The Tales Toldby Michael DoyleThe seventh son of the seventh sonKnows he has no choice but to be the oneWho in accord with ancient prophecyMust rise above to embrace his legacyThe tales told are things quite legendaryPressing him to greatness … Continue reading
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Tagged Ancient, Beauty, Believer, Blood Moon, Call, Castle, Certainty, City, Confide, Courageous, Dangerous, Dark, Darkness, Dazed, Deep Inside, Destiny, Duty, Evil, Extraordinary, Eyes, Fortune, Fully Phase, Ghost, Good, Greatness, Heart, Holy, Journey, Knight, Learn, Legacy, Legendary, Lessons, Light, Met, Mistaken, Needs, No Choice, Offshore, Photograph, Phrases, Poem, Poetry, Press, Prophecy, Put, Return, Rise Above, Road, Safety, Seventh Son, Shadows, Summoner, Tales, Tales Told, The one, Told, Unleashed, Vanquish, Wall, Warmth of Love, Whisper, Wickedness, Wise, World, Wretched
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The Dragon Finds Flight
The Dragon Finds Flightby Michael DoylePower returns with the riseUp there in the sky; see the the blood moonHell awakens; beginning in her eyesThe dragon shall be freed soonThe truest knight knows his dutyHaving had seen her wrath and her … Continue reading
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Tagged Awaken, Beauty, Bells, Blood Moon, Call, Clerical, Conquer, Control, Dare, Dragon, Duty, Evil, Eyes, Find, Flight, Freed, Hell, Knight, Longer, Lord's Will, Persist, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power, Resist, Return, Reveal, Ring, Rise, Satan, Silver, Siren, Sky, Sleight of Hand, Soul, Stronger, Time, Trouble, True, Truth, Try, Village, Warning, Weaken, Wrath
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Righting My Wrong Direction
A little something from my notes taken during yesterday’s sermon: Righting My Wrong Direction by Michael Doyle No longer living in the wrong direction I’m seeking God’s love and true connection Returning the fullness of love that God has given … Continue reading
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Tagged Bear Fruit, Blessed, Bound, Call, Careful, Composite, Contemplation, Deep, Deep Sense, Deeper, Direction, Discipleship, Dwells, Errors, Fall, Family, Follow, Forgiven, Formality, Fullness, Given, God, God Is Good, God's Family, God's Light, God's Love, Good and Pure, Heed, Honor, Humanity, Know, Law, Live, Living, Lord, Marriage, Mindful, Mover, Notes, Opposite, Ourselves, Passionate, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Reflection, Relationship, Release, Return, Right, Right and Good, Seek, Sermon, Short, Sin, Sinfulness, Straight and True, Temptation, To Do Good, True, True Connection, Understood, Walk, Want, We, Worship, Wrong, Wrong Direction
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First Principles: The Known Propensity of A Democracy Is To Licentiousness Which the Ambitious Call and Ignorant Believe To Be Liberty
“The known propensity of a democracy is to licentiousness which the ambitious call and ignorant believe to be liberty.” – Fisher Ames (1788) As we move further from the republican form of government our Constitution established, further slipping into ‘democracy’, … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitious, Believee, Call, Democracy, First Principles, Fisher Ames, Ignorant, Known, Liberty, Licentiousness, Propensity
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Don’t Talk To Strangers
First in a series of poems based on a retelling of the classic werewolf story, or is it… Don’t Talk To Strangers by Michael Doyle Mama said don’t talk to strangers You’re never out of danger When you live on … Continue reading
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Tagged Bleed, Blood, Call, Charming, Danger, Dangerous, Day, Death, Directions, Disarming, Edge of Darkness, Eyes, Fall, Half Hidden, Hearts, Mama, Map, Meaningless, Measure, Night, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Proof, Proven, Purity, Rules, Running Away, Series, Silently, Strangers, Talk, Trap, Uncertainty, Us, Werewolf, Wolf
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